"My wife!", yes, there's a zest in my address,
As you do hear me utter 'wife' with 'my',
And they do sound to me so fond for mistress;
As you do hear me utter 'wife' with 'my',
And they do sound to me so fond for mistress;
What a strength in these two words does lie !
And what a thrill in my addressing them,
If I've been given Divine Authorization !!
The phrase's for me become a sacred anthem,
Is new to feel its each enunciation.
Why not? she's the lifeblood for my survival;
Whoe'er yet can survive without his woman?
All the more, I'm not of me a half at all,
That, she has modeled me an absolute man.
In sound or still, the chant comes in a thousand,
In race with her addressing me "my husband".
-- N P Samal
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