My Wife My Love My Life. (Rev. Dr. Jasper Abiahu To Rev. Mrs Olive Jasper) Poem by Gloria Ochonogor

My Wife My Love My Life. (Rev. Dr. Jasper Abiahu To Rev. Mrs Olive Jasper)



Been consumed with the love I have for this woman.
Couldn't really convert these thoughts to words.
Yesterday was her birthday
But do you really blame me for posting this today?
I think you have to blame her.
She makes it difficult for me to express my true feelings
Because it's simply overwhelming.
Anyway, the birthday of a Queen should be grandly celebrated
For at least a week.
So here I am still in the mood of celebration.

And God said; 'It is not good for me to be alone'.
I believe God was thinking of me
When he orchestrated the events of Rev. and Rev. Mrs. Ogbonna,
Sperm hit an egg. A seed was formed.
Nurtured in the womb and birthed nine months later.
The heavens rejoiced. The earth made merry.
Destiny was born. My Queen was born.

I celebrate who she has become today.
Without her, there would be no me.
Look at this beautiful woman that inspires her man
To be more than he really is,
More than he otherwise could ever be.
Take a close look at this beautiful woman;
Beauty on the inside, beauty on the outside.
Beauty with brains
Because it takes brains to be married to me.

She willingly shares me with a congregation.
She willingly allows me put the needs of humanity
First before hers.
I can never marry another woman like her
And no other woman can ever marry me like her.

Who can find a virtuous woman?
For her worth is far above rubies.
I have found a virtuous woman.

Wonderfully and specially crafted to be loved, to love and to succor. Exquisitely and exclusively created to be my wife.
Intricately designed to be the mother of my kids.

Her name is Olive.
She is an olive tree; evergreen, ever fresh.
Ever young, ever fruitful.
An olive branch; an emblem of peace.

More than a creature, more than a being,
More than a female, more than a lover.
More than a help meet, more than a soul mate.

Beside me is a goddess of beauty,
An epitome of beauty, beauty at its peak.
Elegant in stature with graceful moves.
Radiant with charisma. Wisdom personified.
Nurturer by nature, mother to many, loved by all.
Holy Ghost filled, highly anointed, the Queen of my heart.

The best gift I could ever wish for.
My melody, I love you to shreds.
You've made manhood a wonderful experience for me.
Every day, you fulfill your purpose of loving me
And you do it better each day.

You are the true definition of a Queen
Because you keep bringing out the King in me.

I will marry you again and again and again.
We will grow old together.
We will see our children's children.
Together, we rule our world.
We shall fulfill purpose and destiny.
Till death do us part.
And even then, we shall die empty.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 26 September 2016

A woman of virtue is man's highest glory. An insightful depiction of mighty experience of love as a voyage of pure bliss, elegantly brought forth in good diction with conviction. Lovely poem well penned from inner recesses of the heart. Thanks for sharing Gloria.

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