The Right One For Me Poem by david lessard

Wow - she loves me, just for who I am,
No silly games, no psycho -analyst;
She just wants my company you see,
No crazy questions like from a panelist.

She don't want the names of former loves,
She don't want to know what makes me tick;
I can watch a baseball game whenever,
and she won't care, not one single lick!

She's not the gal I thought I'd match up with,
But whom am I to complain when it's all right?
She's not a goddess or a beauty queen,
But we don't argue and we don't fight.

She's my companion and I am happy,
She gives what I want and what I truly need;
She gives comfort and contentment,
I don't have to whine, beg, borrow or plead.

I guess that you could say, that I'm a lucky joe,
For I have finally found the mate that is for me;
I've been so unfortunate up till this time,
And now I can relax and let the sweet things be.

She's a woman that I thought did not exist,
She's a woman that loves me for what I am;
I couldn't ask for more than what I have,
I call her sugar, babe, sweet and honey-lamb.

They're out there guys, you must keep on looking,
Let's hope you'll find her, and she will be the one;
Because, let's face it, otherwise it's misery,
And why put up with that, when you can have some fun?