A Woman Is

Tue, 01/21/2014 - 20:25 -- tropka

Woman is an angel sent to Earth back in the day,

who can survive anything, she’s that strong.

Her face is bright even when the day is gray,

lucky is he whom she allowed to tag along.

 

Life is an ever uphill journey, that’s a shame,

and often a curve ball is thrown her way by fate.

She relentlessly pursues her aim,

even when the sacrifices she makes are great.

 

Her plight is a hope that will never die,

her fire is a force to be reckoned with.

She is like a flower that evolves and grows high,

delicate as well as strong, that’s not a myth.

 

From life she doesn’t demand a great deal,

she just wants the world to hear her plea.

Her dreams are beautiful but real,

to be happy, loved, and free.

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