My Wife

A Story by Poppy

Descriptive writing short Piece

I Wake every Morning she Lying by my side. Her hair Sprayed over the Pillow like a flowing Waterfall. Her sweet smell fills the air besides me . Every Man who has ever felt peace and Serenity Understands this moment. Every Man who has found Their Some one who Just excepts what they are will know. l give her a kiss and awake. slide out of the Covers and feel the chill of the coldd air hit my skin.
Her Clothes hang round the door and bush Against me as I Leave the bedroom. these are the idiosm l like to see . the
small Things only I Notice and will Mess Dearly if she wasn't there.
After a scramble to wake, Freshen up and catch that early train I find my seat. My mind wonders as i Stair into space . The dread Of the day begins To creeps In but l smile, for know why l am here. I have a Woman at home who has faith in me and I have Faith in her.she has lnvested her love , Trust and time in me with out Limits .
These are priceless and have to earned.over years . For i know l shall do my up most without a sense of obligation to care, Love and respect for her. For what every man realises Eventually with that smile,Laugh and Comfortable Silence only she has for you.Makes the rest of the world becomes with all its distrations becomes a better place.