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"HE'S MY MAN"He's my love my strength my hope my life. He married me along time ago and now I'm his wife. We've had our problems but we made it through. Without him I would not know what to do. All these years he's been my man. Cause for me he does all he can. He's so kind he treats me like a queen. Always sweet to me and never mean. So handsome a real living doll. He's blonde headed and 6"ft tall. I'm lucky to have him in my life. Cause he's the husband I'm the wife. Teresa Skyles 2009-12-31 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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