Women
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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