MY PRETTY WOMAN

           My pretty wife, great Angel;

          You flew from heaven like Holy Spirit,

          As sensitive as your senses

          Which shine like God’s time to time images,

          Where Angels shout: “You’re Holy, you’re Holy!”

          Thank you, Lord, for such a pretty Angel.

          My pretty prayer partner, great wife;

          Your powerful prayers highly activate your sense of sight,

          Your vision extracts messages from God to us,

          Like an eagle, you fly and view from top,

          To view as deep as in the sea;

          Thank you, Lord, for such a pretty wife.

          Great friend, my Mrs Zikode!

          How come that your sense of hearing be so sensitive?

          You hear from above,

          And interpret for below!

          I hear and smile while your words brighten my wisdom!

          Thank you, Lord, for such a pretty friend.

          Great business partner, my former schoolmate!

          Your sense of touch reminds me of our olden days;

          Your touch inspires me to sing ancient songs;

          Your melody takes me to Heaven,

           Where the choir of Angels makes my day.

          To God be the glory, for such an awesome business partner.

         My pretty wife, great Angel!

          You smell like roses

          And taste like honey!

          Your last two senses complete my life,

          I am because you are!

          Thank you for loving me my Love.

          My Sweetheart, Lover of my life,

          Come closer, I’ll wipe your tears of sorrow,

          While you wipe my tears of joy.

          Your warmth busts me out;

          Where were you when I almost committed suicide?

          Where were you when I experienced life difficulties?

          Where were you when I almost denied my God?

          My Love, love conquers all – come closer,

          Let’s wipe each other’s wounds

          And live like King and Queen in Jesus name.

          I am head over heels for you!

         You’re still pretty my pretty Angel!

          Come, let’s enjoy our life – in these green pastures,

          Where our God is our Leader and Shepherd.

          If I were to give you a chance

          To send a special message to other women out there,

          I know you would say:

          “A clever woman constructs her house,

          Whereas a stupid one destroys it with her own hands.”

          Happy Women’s Month my sweetheart, I love you!

          By Sibonga Maphumulo