My Superman

Let me take a minute

To tell you how I feel

About this boy I married

He’s superman, for real!

He’s tall and dark and handsome

A true sight to behold

He’s smart and rich and funny

And quickly growing old

So, maybe I stretch the truth a bit

But ~ he really is quite cool

He’s quite the awesome Daddy

And he’s doing great in school

He swept me off my feet one day

Back in nineteen ninety-nine

I quickly had my mind made up

And was set to make him mine

He hummed and hawed forever

It took him four whole weeks

Before he popped that question

And my hand he did seek

We met and married in Utah

And thought we’d stay a while

But he carried me off to Virginia

With his great big happy smile

From there is was to Texas

Then PA and Raleigh too

It was a lot of packing

But without him I’d be blue

So, across the land I followed

From place to place to place

He’s the one that keeps me going

With that smiling happy face

Along the road we’ve picked up

A hitchhiker or three

They’re sweet and cute and precious

And growing up like weeds

This poem started out to be

A tribute to a man

The one that borrowed raisins

And played the tuba in the band

I thought he had no faults at all

Not true, I came to see

But for this I am grateful

They’re what make him right for me

Thank you for the flowers,

The presents and the notes

But the love you always give me

Is what gets my lasting vote

143 ~Kathryn