Ode To My Wife. Poem by Olorode Olorunleke

My heart beats as I daily crave for your coming
Neither for the stress nor nagging that's rampant
But for the unending seasons we'll have to be in love
Not that as done by them for a glorious child gone


They stayed and stray for lust and death
But enjoyment did roll in their hearts
A time meant to build a war room
Is strays on different unfruitful styles


And when he's done, you're dumped like a rag
Oh not you my dear wife
But that whose brain has been washed with sugar
My heart daily pants for you


That it's becoming a sin to my creator
Making the adventure to steer at shape to woo
With the hope of union very soon
My dear wife oh hear me well
Not all that's glitter is gold


As all is base on tolerance as help mates
We need not expect perfection from both ends
As we grow to teach and learn together
Neither am I your master nor you're my slave


To keep us in union of obedience
To plan, fast, pray and play
That our children will grow in the knowledge of our God
Where are you my dear wife


Pup up as my daily crave for you won't take me away from my God
I know you're hiding
Yet I believe the creator is building you
To be the virtuous woman that's ever in existence.