Woman Poem by Dr John Celes

Thou art the Eve
that God made
for Adam from his rib,
for mate- the mother of mankind:
Whose womb carries humankind;
Whose breasts nurse every child;
Whose hands rear them to adulthood;
Whose love makes them humane;
Whose care makes them sane;
Whose beauty entrances kings;
Whose silhouette augurs sex;
Whose bosom offers peaceful slumber;
Whose company induces romance;
Whose lips bestow the charm of kiss;
Whose mouth offers comforting words;
Whose form, voice and dance- inebriates;
Oh, what an ideal partner, Adam got!
Woman woos the man since then!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-8-2007
Dedicated on Woman’s Day 2007