Sunita, my love, my guiding star,
A woman like no other, near or far.
Her blindness didn’t define her might,
She shone so bright, in the dark of night.
Staying with her, wasn’t an easy ride,
She nagged and bragged, with a loving pride.
Her decisions, sometimes wild and free,
Tested my patience, like a stormy sea.
But amidst the chaos, she brought to my life,
Her love, a beacon, that cut through the strife.
Her self-esteem, unshaken and strong,
A true marvel, where her spirit belonged.
Like every woman, she had her flaws,
But hers were minor, compared to the laws.
Of love and devotion, she showed me the way,
Through life’s ups and downs, come what may.
As a wife, she stood by my side,
Through every trial, with a loving stride.
As a mother, she nurtured our young,
With a care and kindness, that never went wrong.
As a financial advisor, she showed her might,
Managing our resources, with a keen sight.
Her blindness, didn’t hinder her view,
She saw the future, with a vision anew.
Sunita, my love, my heart’s delight,
You may be blind, but you shine so bright.
Your terrible attributes, I’ve come to see,
Are minor compared, to your love’s decree.
You’re a blessing, a treasure so rare,
A woman of strength, with a loving care.
I’m grateful for you, every single day,
For showing me, that love finds its way.
