Respect your wife, she's the heartbeat of your days,
A quiet strength that walks with you in a thousand unseen ways.
She stands beside you when the storms refuse to end,
Not just your partner in life — your closest, truest friend.
Her hands may tire, her voice may bend but never break,
She gives her all, even when there's nothing left to take.
In her eyes lives a world you promised to protect,
So honor every tear she hid, every moment you forget.
Respect her dreams, her fears, her fire, her fight,
She's the lamp of your home, turning darkness into light.
Love her with patience, not ego or control,
She's not just your companion — she's a universe with a soul.
Hold her gently, speak with care, lift her when she's low,
For the seeds of respect you plant are the love your children grow.
A wife is not owned, she's treasured, celebrated, free —
Respect your wife… and become the man you're meant to be.
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