The Perfect Lady

This is an entry to the song-writing contest at Helium.com. Unluckily, I lost, lol...but it was fun composing it.


That gorgeous lady standing over there,
Yes, that's my wife, I swear.
She looks young I know, but she's over 42.
She's my inspiration you see,
The guiding star in my life.

She believes in me.
Even when others cease to be.
Her sunny side-up-eggs are not perfect.
My shirts, she can't even iron well.

The dirty clothes are all in one deck.
She gets all weepy watching soaps,
Afraid of the dark and creepy shadows,
she screams when she sees a harmless lizard.
And goes all mushy when she reads a book.
But mind you, this lady is mighty swell.

I love her just the way she is.
An angel from above who made life worth living.
I'd give up everything if she continues to exist.
But now she's sick on my bed and it's time to repay.
The love she unselfishly shared with me.

Coda:

Have you ever met a perfect lady in this lifetime?
I did, she's my friend, my lover and my wife.


A person is perfect for you, as long as you love her, no matter what her imperfections are.