He Who Finds A Wife Poem by Ojeikpo Elijah

Blessed he, who finds a wife to keep,
A treasure rare, a jewel to behold,
In her embrace, his heart finds peaceful sleep,
Her love, a fire that never turns cold.

With each passing day, his love grows strong,
As they walk hand in hand, side by side,
Through storms and sunshine, they both belong,
In love's embrace, their hearts forever tied.

Her patience, a virtue that knows no end,
Her kindness, a balm for his weary soul,
In her arms, all his fears and doubts suspend,
As she guides him towards his ultimate goal.

He who finds a wife, finds a precious gift,
For in her love, his every dream shall lift,
In realms of love, a treasure lies untold,
A heart's desire, a story to be told.

He who finds a wife, a soul to share,
Embarks on a journey beyond compare,
Like sunlit meadows, her presence bright,
Guiding him through day and darkest night.

Her laughter dances, a melody sweet,
Her touch, a gentle warmth, a solace complete,
In her embrace, he finds a haven true,
A sanctuary where dreams can come to view.

Together, they weave a tapestry of life,
Bound by love, resilient amidst strife,
Through joys and sorrows, hand in hand they tread,
Their love, a flame that never shall be dead.

For he who finds a wife, a treasure rare,
Discovers a love that's forever there.