Each woman is a work of art
Handcrafted by Our Sculptor
Some are artless and some are rough
Some finely honed to perfection
Inner or outer qualities
Each one posseses, bad or good
Sent by the Lord to us as gift
But we alter, change and abuse
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A stellar display of succinct yet very compendious free-verse...And, I concur with your storyline message...~FjR~