If he wanted a cleaner house
A wife without hay in her hair and her bra
If he didn’t want his truck used for moving hay
If he wouldn’t help move 1000’s of pounds of hay for me every few months
If he wanted a wife with a hot meal on the dinner table at 6pm and not at the barn until twilight
If these were the desires of my husband’s heart
He wouldn’t be with me.
Because my house is rarely clean.
You can always find hay in my hair, bra and other places
Sometimes it’s even sprinkled through our house
He got his truck so we could move hay
And some day haul horses
Moving hay is never fun, but he smiles his wry smile, gives me a wink and pretends to hate me for it
Thank God for crock pots and a husband who supports my independent nature
Supports his wife who regularly spends hours at the barn instead of at home.
The desires of my husband’s heart are a happy and passionate wife
And a shared love of the magic of horses.
God bless my husband.