Each night before to bed,
A prayer to God she says
'Protect my children from
Troubles likely to face'
One night I said to her-
They are no more infants,
Able to take care of themselves
Where they live- grown-ups
A smile so sweet and soft
I found bloom on her face
A signal not strange to me
When she presents her case
‘Grown-ups who? You and me
The children, no', she mused,
‘All infants to Him who protects- Beginning to end'
She doesn't read too much
Or poems none she writes
I submit all my whims
Before my wisdom wife
Magnificent poem full of brilliance, sweetest deed described in this impressive poem, now is the highest score 5 Stars, enjoyed tremendously. Wow, Mother, the wife, mother is completest in oour daily life.
A wonderful tribute and such a stabilizing force in society!
Very precious and Beautifully written! .. And your wife sounds quite wise, together you share a beautiful heart! ..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are so good I must say, you deserve an eleven...its.that elevated....
Thank you 'Expia'. I need only 10!