Lord, I adore that You created men Firstborn of Your creation! “It is not good for men to be alone,” So, Lord, You gave them women
They’ve roamed the earth for centuries And I confess, I find them odd Endearing, yes, but often strange A charming, vexing sort of flawed
Their oddities are baffling Consider this: fishing Where they bait a hook and swing a line, Just hoping one big fish swims by! Once a bite is made, with exuberance and glee, They hold it up to show the world Proof! Then promptly release
And when it comes to thinking Oh! They think so differently! Men favor logic, poise, and plans Where’s drama? Where’s romance?
Lord, I’m not complaining Men are often entertaining One builds a shelf or holds a door, He writes me notes my heart adores And when they do these things, Suddenly—I’m swooning!
What I mean is this Despite their curious habits Life is far richer, sweeter, greater— With the men included
K.A. Charest