An Ode to My Wife, the Exquisite Queen of Beauty

Upon love's vast expanse, where ardor thrives,

Resides my wife, adorned with virtues, lives.

Selflessly she tends, her heart a fount of care,

For husband and daughter, love beyond compare.

Once a sight sublime, admired by many eyes,

Now wedded and blessed, her beauty never dies.

Though outer form may change, as time imparts,

Her inner radiance shines, captivating hearts.

In mine own eyes, she stands the loveliest by far,

Her heart, the truest measure of beauty's star.

As each morn I venture forth, to face life's quest,

Her prayers enfold, my spirit gently caressed.

Even in moments when her own mood may wane,

She graces me with smiles, like sunshine through rain.

In times of despair, when I stumble or fall,

Her unwavering support lifts me, standing tall.

Though distance may divide, our souls remain entwined,

Her calls and prayers bind, an eternal kind.

With each dawn's awakening and night's repose,

Her words, like guardian angels, shield me from woes.

Not merely a daughter-in-law, but a daughter held dear,

My parents cherish her, love forever sincere.

Our daughter, our shared concern, her path we shape,

To know God's boundless love, her heart we'll drape.

In moments of sorrow, when my spirits may groan,

She weaves laughter's tapestry, as joy is sown.

Even in her own pain, concealed from sight,

She upholds our well-being, her love shining bright.

From raven tresses to silver strands, time's hand may touch,

Through joy and tribulation, our love shall clutch.

In tranquil seas or storms that fiercely churn,

Together we'll navigate, love's anchor firm.

And as the years unfold, transcending earthly planes,

May our love endure, an everlasting refrain.

For in her, my wife, my soul's eternal delight,

Bound by love's eternal flame, forever to ignite.