Devoted Wife Poem by Scott Stanley Davis

I have observed many things in my life, and one of them has been a devoted wife, Many professions has left me with many questions, as I have seen repressions and aggressions some transgressions; but one thing I have no indiscretions, is a wife who loves her husband; despite in his life, it has gone up like dynamite; like a blight and he is in so much in fright: But there stands his wife so polite and alight and such a delight: Then assists him in any way she can, even if just a kiss as he clenches his hands: I am so surprised that so many are pint-sized, but they are not disguised. Cathy is one I met and loves her husband as benny goodman plays clarinet, as they ate vinaigrette in a cafe luncheonette: Devotion is said to be a feeling or demonstrating loyalty: have I heard this in a story book? or was it on facebook from a girl name brook? That your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as braided hair and the wearing of gold jewelry and fine clothes. Instead, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit; and this is highly prized, and is appraised in the heart of many devoted wives: