They are troubled,distressed, and In Tears Their husbands abuse them, are cold and take them for Granted They seek my understanding, and reveal their Fears I take them into my home, give them shelter, make them feel Wanted
My Wife and I hear their cries for help, for Attention We comfort them, we lend them a listening Ear Our home is their sanctuary, their humble Mansion We pray together and ask GOD to watch over them so that they have no Fears
During my happy and sad times, my wife is there for me, yes.. my home will always be my Sanctuary For through the years, my wife is my Life, for now and at the turn of the Century
My residence is not a castle, it is not a house, but a humble Home It is there for people in distress, who are hurt and all Alone When troubled wives whom my wife and I give shelter are back on track, they leave my home happy and worry Free Our parting words are, "Take care, and may GOD watch over Thee"
Sincerely,
Raymond Anthony Fernando @copyrightraymondfernando2001
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