A woman loves a man,
She shows it via her cooking,
A man loves a woman,
He cares more about her looking.
A woman who loves a man wants a child or two,
It is a bliss if the man wants the same too.
After they work out plans to stay merry,
They will get engaged and marry.
She loves him, body and soul,
He loves her, more than he can tell.
It’s his greatest joy to plow and sow
As their love continue to grow.
Their baby may have Daddy’s eyes,
Black, brown, or blue,
Their kitchen may have Mommy’s pies,
Warm, fresh, and cool.
The loving birds know happiness there is no transcending,
Their marriage holds for goodness’ sake a rather cheery ending!
How women and men love,
That’s my take from above.
This poem is an entry for Victoria’s Monday Writing Prompt.