Sat, 05/03/2014 - 13:58 -- allyd27

Formed by the potter of GOD

And made by a rib 

Started out a seed then bloomed into beauty 

Has the ability to push out a 9 month blessing 


And has the proclivity to nurture it

Eyeslashes of love 

Eyes of wonder

Lips of truth 


Tender, generous, and one of a kind 

Divine virtue

Easy to love 

Easy to get hurt


Through words and tears she expresses her feelings

Strong and superb

Only she knows the battle she faces inside 

Never look past a woman 


She runs the world





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