for my bed (or a cliché love note)

You’re a great bed (wife). I’ve had you a long time, and my love for you increases with the years. You give me rest when I am weary and provide the strength I need throughout the day. You help me forget all my worries. When I’m with you, I always fall right to sleep, but I don’t sleep as well when we are apart. You have aged wonderfully, becoming more comfortable (beautiful) with each broken spring (wrinkle). Society claims you are not the perfect size, but you are my perfect size. You may not have a fancy bed frame (expensive haircut) or box springs (excessive jewelry), but it’s what's on your inside that matters to me. Sure, we’ve been through some rough patches. At times, I’ve had to sleep on the couch because I didn’t put on your sheets (treat you right). I’m still sorry for the times I went to sleep fully clothed (without telling you I love you). You are the best bed (wife) a guy could ask for. Thanks for all you do.