Three Legged Chair

Without you my dear, I'm like a three legged chair
I'm just not the same with your stability not there
I seem to have a tendency to lean just a bit
I'm a little unstable, in the chair where I sit!
Four legged chairs look on with disdain...
"He's weak in the knees" they often proclaim
They should understand, and without even tryin!
That my sweet little lamb, has the heart of a lion
For almost four decades she's been in my camp
The light of my life, the oil in my lamp
But boy do I know, from right where I sit...
The one that I love, has been the right fit!
So the older I get, and more at home in my chair...
The more that I love, the strength of you there
Tho at time it seemed rocky...and a little unfair
Man am I glad...you're a part of my chair!
David Kettler
Written for Brenda's birthday 1/10/13