Thank you

I gotta thank you. For giving me the chance, to be your man. Man doesn't choose the woman. Woman chooses the man. They stand by us, when most family members won't.
They love us, before we even know, if we love them.
They put on many hats, and play many positions in life
They give life
They pray and ask God to bless you. Sometimes before they ask for themselves.
They are the reason, men like me, exist. They are precious.
They start out, as little angels, from heaven. And grow into queens.
So why, do they get abused, mislead, pregnant and left alone, for someone else to pick up.
We all, have a piece of God in us.
Ask yourself.
Why do men, hit god, lie to god, abuse god, breakdown her confidence and self esteem. And yet, expect her to bare your seed. Expect god, to love you and forsake all others.
I thank God, for the one I love. And I can't wait til she comes home.
(Thank the woman, in your life).