A lady-like and mature woman
Who can feel, see, hear and understand
Not only his needs but his dreams.
Arms full of all the strength to embrace
His inner feelings body and soul.
A voice that knows his name and his name alone.
Hands that are soft and clean-warm to be held and to hold.
A face with a true smile, brighter than the sun.
And let God provide the space-with room for the both
Of us to grow as one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem