Nimala, I can see how at times,
That we both get on each other's nervous.
The hurt of meaningless word that are said,
Show no good and yet, both are hurt for bad.
Nirmala, as a man I try not make you sad,
But you show anger by all physicall and verbal means,
And lead me to reflect the same feel as you,
To no avail we then rest and feel detested.
Next day, I always say to myself as I see you lying in the warm
bed,
Head side, half awake or fully asleep in peace of mind,
'Please make today an understanding pleasant day of which we
both share,
To end up by resuming our thoughts of another good day to come'.
Nirmala, silence doersn't show respect of sny kind,
Spoken words are softly toldto the one that listems,
Snd whilst the listening is in practice,
You are getting ready or your repose.
Once the other words are spoken,comments are made to the other,
when we make our vows together: peace, traquility and love were
to share,
For richer, for poorer, in health...... nd so,
I will keep my vows to you as a man as you should still keep your
vows to me as a woman.
