A Man

I deal with a man everyday of a my life.
A man who gave me the privilege to call me his wife.
A man who is amazing in every way, but
A man who I feel is fading away.

I wish I could help him see from my eyes.
To better explain the things I justify.
Instead he gets bitter, angry, and hates
the person I am for not being fake.

I've seen his light shine so many times,
so what I can't figure out is why he is letting it die.
He knows the trap he is in, but feels powerless to stop it.
But I know better, he has the strength, I have saw it.

God has a purpose for this journey he is on.
And he has a reason that he put me with this one.
I will be here through his times of need and sorrow.
And be the one that will be there no matter what tomorrow.

Once he just realizes all he needs is a hand , and
wants the help to be the best man.
If he reaches forward, to the side, or behind,
the only hand he will have to reach for is mine.