Love Husband Poems | Examples
These Love Husband poems are examples of Husband poems about Love. These are the best examples of Husband Love poems written by international poets.
I remember as I child
eyeing the Christmas
tree, all lit and broadcasting.
Early-on I realized that Father
was Santa. Mother sensed it
when they married. Father, let go of his
well defined ego, embraced the principal
to secure the family, protect and
serve selflessly onto death.
I miss you
I MISS YOU (how to let go?)
Why can't I be with you?
Every day like the sunshine.
They say time heals all wounds,
But my Heart is
for all eternity to yours
Bound.
I have to comprehend,
I can't see you..
It sounds like a joke,
But to miss you this much,
It really breaks my heart!
For Pierre.
I knew you would come back
because you were always there.
My mind begins to wonder;
seeing you made me stare.
The beauty you have is
a display edition; it needs no light.
It illuminates the room
with perfection in the darkest of night.
It strikes the chord for deep love,
sending out perfect harmony.
The beauty you have shown me
made me accept my insecurities.
When I reach back at the memory
of when our love was great,
it makes me thankful for the moment
when I held your warm embrace.
O lassie, I were loving you far longer than I knew,
And I would have you know of it, before the eve were through.
Through fair and feisty weather,
We shall face it all together,
And our hearts shall be our tether,
If you will but say "I do".
One of my greatest days
I've experienced in my life
Would easily be August 24th
The day you became my wife
You walked down the aisle
As a music begin to play
I stood waiting at the altar
For so long I dreamed this day
I was so full of happiness and joy
And I was standing there with you
All my dreams prayers and wishes
At that moment were coming true
Together we stood in front of that church
For God and are friends and family to see
Joining are two lives together as one
In a simple and beautiful ceremony
Looking at you with your hand in mine
We vowed to love each other forever
And to always be at by each others side
Believing that our love nothing could sever you
A barrier to love can be
merely distance – natural for
the heart to love when in
close proximity. Nearness
often propagates dearness. A
general rule though not an
axiom. For hate is an imposing
affiliate.
A baby will be born; I don't know when.
I'll take care of them the best that I can.
I'll give them love and affection beyond tomorrow,
So I won't have to say, "Baby, I'm sorry."
I'll take care of them and give them everything
That the virtues of the world cannot bring.
Make every moment special so life brings them joy.
I will love every moment spent with them, whether it's a girl or a boy.
I’ll be able to raise them to not have any doubts
And teach them the truth of what life is all about.
So when they are married and living on their own,
It lets me know that we did everything right with the blessing from "The Father and The Son."
You sparkle, Bill,
in the way a stray blue thought
lights up a quiet room~
not loud,
just true.
A small brightness,
unexpected,
like finding a feather
caught in the hinge of a day
that felt too heavy
to lift.
You speak,
and something in the air
shifts~
a soft bound
toward calm,
toward the kind of peace
memory keeps
for later.
Not brilliance,
not blaze,
but that gentle shimmer
that stays
after the words
have settled.
And I think
that’s the real glow~
the way your voice
turns the ordinary
just slightly,
so it opens
like a door
I didn’t know
was waiting.
Hey, hey, hey
I am the Daughter, of Our Father
Everything He's got for me is promised
A matter of the heart
For my heart matters to God
You giving me life and love
A king after your own heart
I thank you Father
For mine covenant one
My own beloved husband
I am the wife, of the man whose found a good thing
(I am his good thing Hallelujah)
Everything He's got for me is promised so I sing
My Father matters to me as I matter
A matter of the heart
For my heart matters to God
I am a matter of the heart
I am a matter of the heart
To my Father God and His son
Hallelujah
6/7/26
Written words James Edward Lee Sr 2026
I love a brand new day - you prefer the night
I love a nice red wine -you must drink the white.
I love the country life - you are city bred
I love our great big house - you enjoy your shed.
I love our fluffy cat - you walk with the dog
I love to laze around - you then run or jog.
I love a sunny day - you will pray for rain
I love to catch a bus - you get on the train.
I love black coffee strong - you sip on white tea
I love to read a book - you watch a movie.
I love our different ways - opposites attract
I know that you love me - that is just a fact.
I'm wistful and sad,
you're not here,
yet you're everywhere.
Your pillow refuses to comfort me,
I punch it and yell up at you,
"Why did you leave?"
Away, I must get away from here,
I don't want to see,
all these memories.
The moon's in the sky,
strong winds are behind me,
a star shines brightly.
When morning comes,
I'll have coffee and toast,
then hold your poor pillow really close.
Our King is rectangle
And yet I still dangle,
While my hubby plays dead
Far and wide on our bed.
And the blanky, alright,
I lose touch with at night.
My hubby by my side
On the bed, far and wide.
It’s neither fair nor square -
Love triangle we share:
Asymmetrically,
Geometrically.
Since my hubby, all spread
Far and wide on our bed,
I moved in with chagrin
To the bedroom with Twin.
Now I sprawl and I spread
On my bountiful bed!
Slumbering, far and wide,
Taking turns on each side!
Twin’s not much of a prize,
It’s not all about size!
It could be even worse -
Could be Single of course!
May 16, 2026
Ruby red lips
wanting to taste your sweet kiss
come to me my love
that heart pounding moment
risqué of midnight negligé
his hunger satisfied
the quake of furniture
pearls glistening on floor
candle flame flickering, flickering
language of love
making tongues swoon
surreality of being one
coalescent couple burning
conclusive kiss, sigh, satisfied
the dewy, unresistant words
that come with completion
simply expounding love
that remembers
that forgets
that forges the future
After all these years,
still hand in hand,
we walk our married road.
Every morning gift,
with your gentle hands,
you hold my waking face-
caress it with a kiss.
And so many times,
throughout each long day
they hug and comfort me.
Your hands, now aged and gnarled
still write forever love.
I wear your handwriting,
now sixty-seven years-
and it thrills me still.