Wednesday, July 9, 2014


She is mystery,
Contemplating her feelings,
As her emotions change direction,
Like the breeze before a storm.

She is joy,
As the music of her heart,
Only longs to hear you sing,
As she shares the song of life.

She is sorrow,
As pain that she will know,
Can only come with doubt,
In all she truly is.

She is beauty,
While remodeling a room,
With paint upon her hair,
Her smile entraps your heart.

She is ageless,
With a child’s hand in hand,
In play from soul to soul,
Time’s illusion slips away.

She is wisdom,
Seeing truth in true light,
When she makes a living choice,
To see truly through her heart.

She is woman,
Seeking to share all things,
Causing the heart to sing,
She is the love of life.

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