My Wife an all Rounder

It's been thirty-eight years since our

marriage,

Met as stranger's discovering each other

In the adventure of life

Sharing our fears, our tears, our likes dislikes,

As we understood the nuances of our lives!

Together in a moment of bliss,

Creating another life our daughter.

The role of a wife end, begins the role of a mother,

A mother of so many hues, Omni present

Through the years following in daughters

footsteps,

Caring, sharing, her daughter's fears as

mothers do.

A never-ending scenario of loving, and affection,

Now mother's role ends, her daughter

grows up

So many roles in a lifetime of selflessness,

Now she watches, her child a mother

herself,

Following her footsteps in nursing her

daughter,

A woman never sleeps till everyone has slept

A mother's role.

She waits without eating,

A mother's role

Playing different roles 

Thirty-eight years later nothing changes,

She holds my hands looks at me,

Smiles in understanding,

For being there always, sharing and caring,

Nod my head in understanding.

So many roles A daughter, a wife, a mother,

And wonder in awe, God in his wisdom

created woman,

To show the way to Man, or else he would be lost.