He Did Not Ask For, But Got He A Marvellous Wife And God Gave Him Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

He did not ask,
But got he a ravishingly beautiful wife
And God gave him,
But see you,
I prayed for a blonde, a beauty,
God gave me not.
See you, how he is
And how his wife is,
Golden, balsam-like, splendidly lovely
To look at,
But my wife,
What to hide it,
See you yourself!
Sometimes good nature can fill up
If she can compromise with and is considerate
Rather than good-looking outwardly
As many say it inward beauty is important
And for it, why to be sorry for?
And that man's fate is worst who has not
Even the both.