Her happiness

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## Her Happiness

A happy woman is the pulse of everything that’s good,

A truth that every husband and every man has understood.

When her heart is light and easy, the very walls begin to sing,

And the house becomes a palace fit for any King.

So you must do whatever must be done to keep that smile,

Walking through the fire and the extra, weary mile.

If she craves the stars at midnight, find a way to bring them down,

To place a ring of diamonds or a bright and golden crown.

Her happiness is not a chore; it is your greatest aim,

The only thing that matters more than money or a name.

Spoil her with your presence, but spoil her with the best,

Providing her a life where her soul can finally rest.

Never let her wonder if she’s valued or she’s seen,

Treat her like the miracle she’s always truly been.

Listen to the whispers of the things she doesn't say,

And find a way to surprise her at the closing of the day.

For when you pour your life into the vessel of her soul,

She returns it back a hundredfold to make your spirit whole.

The man who puts her first is the man who truly wins,

For that is where the legacy of real love begins.

A man should be a student of the joy that lights her eyes,

Recognizing that her laughter is the world’s most sacred prize.

If she’s tired, be her pillow; if she’s hungry, be her feast;

Be the one who shields her spirit from the greatest and the least.

To keep her happy is to keep the very sun within your home,

The brightest spark of energy that a man has ever known.

So don’t be shy with your affection or be stingy with your gold,

For a woman’s heart is worth much more than can be bought or sold.

Pour out your every resource just to see her spirit dance,

Giving her a lifetime of a deep and true romance.

It’s in the way you plan the trips and the way you clear her path,

Protecting her from every storm and every winter’s wrath.

A man should take the heavy loads and leave her with the light,

Ensuring that her dreams are sweet throughout the quiet night.

If she has a wish, then let it be your command to fulfill,

By the strength of your devotion and the power of your will.

Spoil her until she forgets the meaning of a care,

Until she feels the weight of love within the very air.

A woman who is catered to will radiate a glow,

That blesses every single place that the two of you may go.

She is the architect of comfort, the designer of the peace,

The one who gives the weary soul a beautiful release.

So why wouldn't a man do everything within his earthly power,

To make sure she is blooming like a rare and holy flower?

Treat her to the finest things, the silk and the perfume,

Let her elegance and beauty fill up every single room.

But more than that, provide the heart that’s steady and is true,

So she knows that every luxury is centered all on you.

Her happiness is the barometer of how you live your life,

The ultimate reflection of a well-beloved wife.

So let your mission be her smile, let your vision be her rest,

Making sure that among all women, she is clearly the most blessed.

Spend your days in service to the Queen who shares your name,

Feeding every spark until it is a bright and holy flame.

For when she is happy, the universe is finally in tune,

Basking in the radiance of a bright and constant moon.

I will never stop providing, I will never stop the give,

For as long as I have breath and as long as I shall live.

You are the reason for my labor, the motive for my might,

My happy, spoiled lady—my morning and my night.

**Written by Eldridge Brown