Puddin

marylu

======= I call my wife Puddin. I wrote her this poem for Valentine's Day three years ago. I know that it's not Valentine's Day, but it is a good day to write something to those you love. El (NathaniEL III) and Josees are our two boys; Christian, the 15-month old wasn't born at the time. PUDDIN Just taking a moment to say To a special person in a special way That I love you for all you do To make my life closer to the dream come true I do some things that maybe I shouldn' I need to be more considerate of my little Puddin A lot of things I've done that maybe I couldn' If I didn't have my sweet little Puddin I know it gets tough with a hollering EL And Josees wailing real loud as well My clothes all wrinkled and piled up high You see it all and just have to sigh But that's what makes Puddin so nice You didn't let it stop you from doing it twice My Puddin tries to keep everything going And it sometimes feels like a train you're towing But you'll make it - everything will turn out fine Even El will quiet down and Josees won't whine I'll be real nice and oh so sweet And you'll even feel real good, even your feet I had to write my own Valentine card Cause no one knows my Puddin's has it hard With Josees and El and me to see about My Puddin sometimes just wants to shout But you'll be fine in the fullness of time And nothing will be able to darken your mind And I will be here, El and Josees too And all of us still say that we love you