She puts the delicious meal on the table
In a way thats so emotional stable
I take it up with my knife and fork
Have to eat before I get to work
I instantly smell the spices
I see the cook devices
Done by her
Before I eat I say a prayer
When the curry goat
Goes down my throat
I feel the love that was put in it
The love from the meal makes me fit
Enough for it to help my spirit be so alive
So much,that when at work I arrrive
So many people at me stares
My foot steps everyone hears
The employees passing by
Ask me "Why?"
"Im so up?"
I answer "Due to my wife having love!"
That pushes me to be a better man
The best I can
Her food
Always puts me in a good mood
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