Had I devoted my lifetime writing on her I wouldn’t have gone far.
*The loveliest woman she’s calm and quiet Endures the tantrums of a none-too-good poet She speaks so little her eyes are oceans Silent demonstrator of the deepest emotions!
She is hardly heard on her demands are hard Her secret dreams get no fanciful word Isn’t a wife a mother she is beyond and more A balm of burned heart a smile at the door!
She is the evening in the deep summer noon Quench of soul’s thirst mind’s melodious tune The rain on parched earth scent of the soil The priceless fruit best reward of God’s toil!
She is the harbinger of all aspirations’ seeds The carer the giver the nourisher of needs She stands where seems the end of the road Makes a life full a home love’s abode!