LORD OF THE RING
The epic story revolving
Of the precious ring evolving
The little band that makes it
whole
The right cuff for the soul.
The only way to consummate
The strongest link to
conjugate
Though yet to give his ring
Not because he’s scared to
ding
Sorry if you see he cringes
Maybe he’s finding the right
finger to fit
Even when Mothers are
skeptical about tribe
And Fathers concerned about
religion
Sisters think he needs a
scribe
And friends think he’s well
within the region
But to give out this precious
All boils down to his sole decision
He’s the Lord of the ring,
Even though the “G” in her
string
He won’t only choose based on
her beauty
Nor for his emotional
serendipity
He won’t even choose because
she’s pretty
Knowing that character and
attitude is the nitty-gritty
He will rather choose a brain
Believing she will be a
blessing
That they could both bring
down the rain
Who can also help him reason
Intelligent and smart with a
worth to gain
Ready to assist his course,
beyond every pain
Not minding her height, shape
and size
He will be glad to pay the
price.
He’s the Lord of the ring
Don’t be surprised that he
cringes
He won’t base his judgment on
mere attraction
But will search inwardly for
true affection
Craving for her, who gives
attention
She who values the true art
of communication
And understands to him, she
has an obligation.
She that has a great sense of
style
Truthful and faithful with no
reasons to lie
A spirit of submission, maybe
with a little sense of humour
A dearie, never taking God
out of the equation
Ready for all situation after
consummation
Ready to take the institution
to its rightful destination
Even though he’s the “G” in
her string
He won’t give this ring just
because she sings
Not to her that has a great
voice or curves
Nor to her that mostly loves
to show off
He will rather give it to her
that will complete his wing
Who can always make his bell
ding
She that they can both soar
higher together beating the weather
That will complement him and
encourage him “Never to say Never”
She that will be a pillar not
a caterpillar
That will be a catalyst to
him not a catastrophe
Both overcoming challenges,
winning trophies
Who together they can fight
it through
Ready to respect the family
and you
On her fig tree must not only
be leaves of attraction
But she must have on it
fruits
Filled with Godly character, attitude
and perception
Though the way always to his
heart is the tummy
He will want her better a cook
than his mummy
He wants that woman that will
build a home
She that can release those
marital spices
And reign with him on the
throne.
He wants support for his
effort
She that they will patiently
together build a Rome of comfort
Not always nagging but
proffering solution when things are hanging
Ready to apologize when
wrong, ready to forgive when right
Ready to be dedicated, ready
to be celebrated
She that has a heart of
appreciation
Who can always be his
motivation
She that will always fast and
pray
Saving the family from being
a prey
Every man loves a smile
Even if she has no dimples
She should be able to touch
his heart from a mile
Bringing out his best, taking
away his daily stress and wrinkles
Able to contribute to
discussions and update on trending issues
Respectful, accommodating and
teachable
Not too laid back but at
least a little social
Not necessarily an out-goer,
yet not parochial
She that can pay attention
and give affection
Who knows the magic in humour
And doesn’t give room for dirty
rumours
Romantic with no antics
Who understands love
languages and its tactics
Ready to satisfy his
curiosity with no animosity
Ready to run with his dreams thru
much alacrity
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He won’t give this ring to a
mediocre
But will go for a lady with
the right onions
She that really understands
what it takes
To be a true companion
Though he’s the “G” in her
string
But he remains the LORD OF
THE RING.
YommyBishop………March 2015©
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