My First Morning Back at Home

Now, I'm back at home with my man where I belong; And this poem, in my head, is a joyful song. I got to wake up in a big bed; With the comforting sounds of deep sleeping coming from my man's head. I am back at home with my babies furry; And now my future is not so blurry. I know I can make it in this life; If I am or if I'm not a common-law wife. One is just easier on which to rely; When two can be a couple to support each other when one may cry. It's very important to have a mate and a group of friends; But, it's also necessary to be an independent woman. I just have to balance it out; That's what life is all about!