My Wonderful Wife, Sharon

It’s interesting how life changes. After a tough year, I turned 19 and things began to get a lot better. That was mostly because of the beginning of a life-changing relationship with my future wife, Sharon.

Sharon is actually my cousin, so I had known her throughout my life. With her being two years younger I used to spend all my time with my three other cousins who were closer to my age.

It wasn’t until my father died and I saw Sharon walk into the room where we were in mourning that I realized, this young girl at seventeen had bloomed into a fully developed babe!

She came over to my parent’s house a few times more to comfort my mum and there we spoke and got along well. One day I decided to invite her over to the place I had recently moved into with several friends. My looking forward to meeting her turned into being a little pissed off when she turned up very late.

She was so late that when she finally arrived, like an upset child, I was about to tell her to forget it. However, I discovered that I’d stupidly given her the wrong address! And that, as it turned out, was the night our relationship began.

A couple of years later we got married and now forty years on I find her just as much a babe as I did then, and I am just as happy with this wonderful woman as I was that year it all began.

My poetry book ‘It’s a Funny Thing, Life’ is dedicated to my beautiful and intelligent wife, and this is one of the poems I think sums it all up well:

Sharon’s Around   

There’s stirring in the trees,

Quiet, I hear the sound;

It must be that Sharon,

Yes, Sharon is around.

 

A beautiful woman,

Has arrived back in town;

It must be that Sharon,

Yes, Sharon is around.

 

Things are now on the up,

Suddenly hope abounds;

It must be that Sharon,

Yes, Sharon is around.

 

My body keeps leaping,

Like an excited hound;

It must be that Sharon,

Yes, Sharon is around.

 

I’m told a dear woman,

Has said something profound;

It must that be Sharon,

Yes, Sharon is around.

 

There’s high expectancy,

Something is going down;

It must be that Sharon,

Yes, Sharon is around.

 

People can’t stop smiling,

When usually they frown;

It must be that Sharon,

Yes, Sharon is around.

 

Fireworks crazily

Scorching the open ground;

It must be that Sharon,

Yes, Sharon is around.

 

So when you see me happy,

Heart beginning to pound;

It must be that Sharon,

Yes, Sharon is around!