Christian Wife Poems | Examples

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Premium MemberTO MY WIFE 56 YEAR ANNIVERSARY

LOVE YOUR WIFE AS YOU LOVE YOUR SELF.
I AM NOT PERFECT NEITHER DO I PRETEND 
TO BE. SOMETIMES I MAKE YOU ANGER
AND SAY DUMB THINGS. BUT YOU WON’T FIND ANYONE
LIKE ME WHO LOVE YOU MORE. FOR 56 YEARS, YOU HAVE PUT UP WITH ME THROUGH STORMY WEATHER OF TIME AND GOD HAS BROUGHT US THROUGH THEM ALL.
LOVE IS NOT JUST SAYING IT, IT IS LIVING IT.
GOD THROUGH CHRIST JESUS HAS ALWAYS  HAD HIS HAND ON US WHETHER WE FELT IT OR NOT.
IF I COULD GIVE YOU ANYTHING IN LIFE,
I WOULD GIVE YOU THE ABILITY TO SEE YOURSELF
THROUGH MY EYES. ONLY THEN WOULD YOU
REALIZE HOW SPECIAL YOU ARE TO ME 
AND FAMILY. 
LOVE ALWAYS & FOREVER.
JANUARY 20, 1970
Ephesians 5:28: "In this same way, husbands ought to love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself."


Premium MemberWoman Wrapper

You are always staying home 
My neighbour muttered 
Yes, I always do, I answered.
You are a woman wrapper, he replied.

I like to retire to the comforts of my home
  after work, 
If so, so be it
I am a woman wrapper

I prefer the company of my wife, than clubbing
  and drinking
If so then, so be it.
I am a woman wrapper

I prefer to watch cartoons and help the kids with
  their homework and other stuffs.
If so then l am labelled as a woman wrapper.

I am a woman's wrapper, I don't mind
As long as it endears me to our children
I am a woman's wrapper, I Don care
As long as my marital vows are kept.
I am a woman's wrapper as long as 
  my wife loves me and I love her.
Indeed and in words;
I am a woman's wrapper.

Premium MemberEzer Hiku X 2

equivalent
  but different
in design

complementary
  notwithstanding
the patriarchal mind

Premium MemberCommunicatory Eyes

Communicatory Eyes Written: by Miracle Man December 21, 2020 (my wife’s Birthday) Her eyes can cut like shards of glass, Yet speak to me, that I’ve got class. Her eyes have pierced my very soul, While encouraging me in life’s goal. Her eyes reveal her inner thought, But often make me feel distraught. Her eyes can make me feel replete, Those eyes have made my life complete. “Never look for a worm in the apple of your eye.” Langston Hughes
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberIntroverted Encourager

Introverted
Christian, puzzle-solving, athletic, musician
Who loves his bride, his children, his lineage. 
I think love is the key to most locks, joy is attainable, peace is achievable.
I feel blessed to be alive, lucky to be in love, amazed by warmth of friendship.
I fear being trapped, being paralyzed, being insignificant.
I would like to see Paris art museums and 30 MLB stadiums. And grandchildren!
I am a California resident; home of Yosemite, Disneyland, Golden Gate bridge.
Encourager
© John Watt  Create an image from this poem.


Premium MemberLay Vocation

Laity are sent to engage in society
That the kingdom of Eternal God can grow among them

Premium MemberA Path Un Traveled ( Part 1 )

In the darkness of a New Moon, I follow a forgotten path of my Mind
I can’t seem to remember~ when last I trekked  this trail - What will I find?
   Look there, a Lotus in full Bloom ; Surrounded  by total “ ISOLATION “
The sky is dark : above HER ; “ DEATH “ has swallowed my  “ INSPIRATION “

Do YOU see, on the “ RIGHT HAND “  side of that Knoll ; a giant Spruce Door?
The key is in the lock “ Should I open it? “  I  D O , a valley of “Sorrow” Lies on the Floor
A Wicked ; Ashen colored SKY: grips the universe :  and Rips my : “ HEART “  in two
I was not a Christian, when I lost my “ L E N O R E “ I had no idea, What should  I   DO?

Premium MemberTo Ernestine, My Lovely Wife

Of all God's many blessings,
The greatest would be my wife.
She looked beyond my many faults,
When agreeing to share my life.

She's always been there at my side,
Throughout our married life.
God knew what He was doing,
When choosing her for my wife.

I've never liked to go or do,
A rut's my comfort zone.
She's sacrificed so much for me,
In her, there's not one mean bone.

I've tried to do my best for her,
She's never asked for much.
In her the things I most admire,
Her smile, quiet way, her touch.

So when I thank the Lord each night,
For all that I've had in life.
The gift found at the very top,
Is a loving Christian wife.
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.

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