A Husband's Love (Written By Todd Nagy) Comments

I really love the way you write, Mary! Such a wonderful poem!

This is a really sweet poem with a funny ending, all in all still a nice tribute to your wife Todd. Excellent write, thanks for posting it Mary.A big (10) --Melvina--

that was really cute and funny

Mary, the comic relief was perfect, actually Todd's poem was really, really good... it made me laugh! Brian

She is very fortunate to have someone like you who can see the love, life and laughter in a relationship.Love Duncan

Enjoyed this poem, especially the last verse, how funny! It takes true love for a husband to post his feelings for his wife in a poem.Best regards.

Enjoyed this poem, especially the last verse, how funny! It takes true love for a husband to post his feelings for his wife in a poem.Best regards.

This poem is very well writen; i can feel the truth in it and it's very realistic from a husband. best of luck. ike patton

Mary I felt the emotions and pain in your words...very well-done, keep it up! !

Priceless...what else can be said...simply priceless....loved it!

sweet, honest, and quite possibly better than poems of so-called 'pros'. Now where's part 2?

Good on yer, Todd - really nice to see this. Quit while you're at the top - but look after her for us...she's precious here too...

Well, all I can say Mary is 'bless his cotton socks' that ones a winner if ever I saw one. Give him a big kiss from me! (as long as, of course, your not the jealous sort! Ha! Ha!) Love Ernestine XXX

Wow, have this engraved in golf for a necklace. Lucky Mary to have a husband who dares post a poem for her! Raynette

Perhaps you have given birth to a love poet.

He gets a 10 from me! My husband wrote me a poem once, but since he's dyslexic, I had to laugh (in a good way) at his spelling and he has refused to write anything since. avr

Very sincere and from the heart. You are very fortunate Mary. He loves you and has a sense of humor and he humors you. Rickie

It strikes me as utterly sincere, and got a laugh from me at the end.

THIS MAN KNOWS HOW TO LICK YOUR BOOTS MARY HANG ONTO HIM ITS HARD TO FIND ANY BOOTLICKERS TODAY WE ARE A DYING BREED MY TONGUE IS WORN AWAY FROM LICKING WOMANS BOOTS WHEN I LICK THEM THEY PUT THE BOOT INTO OTHER PARTS OF ME PARTS MY MOTHER NEVER KISSED WARM REGARDS ALLAN

Just the right mix in this poem. Love and gruff in that order. A very nice poem from a man I would get along with splendidly. Best H