Her fingers do count the mistakes he made,
Enough that she had to overlay,
But she in mind holds no record,
of the wrongs that he confess.
Rope he provides to tie his own noose
But in her compassion she cuts it loose
So valiant is she to hold no reprise
Of all the mistakes and all of his lies
A woman of wisdom as spoken in psalms
Of Solomon's songs she is described as grand
in Corinthians one chapter thirteen-
love is the greatest and love is she.
B.A.K
B