She Was a Wife

She was a wife, A wife who gave her life, Moulding her tears into smile, To keep him happy every while, The cooker felt the tickling aroma Of love and sparkling nova, She was a wife, With kisses and warmth in her bag, And being his eternal holding the flag, The world was round for all, But he was her only scroll, She was a wife, Like a pillar in his troubles In his tears ,blowing joyful bubbles, Her quest of beauty was not in mirror, But his eyes were her only trigger, She was a wife, Who was a rider of knight, In her angry fight, But cried in the room corner, Just like a lover and mourner, She was a wife, Who was more misunderstood, Being a troubleshooter understood, She tried to be a good wife, Whom he thought was just a wife, Yes, she was a wife, Who invested her life, To be a wife.