So dazzling is a woman
Whose, strength lies not on her muscles
Each trouble she faces, unfazed
Unwilling to bend to defeat
The world she carries in her womb
Her beauty fades not with time
She preserves it in her heart
She spreads it through her deeds
Such is a woman who dazzles
She who knows her worth
Not counted in notes nor coins
Nor concealed behind mirrored stares
She carries herself with pride
Regardless of her daily pangs
Without a flinch from blows
She's not blown off by setbacks
Her smiles lights the world
The darkened pathways of many hearts
With her frail hands she rescues
For her strength lies in her words
She is not aged but seasoned
By highs and lows from rougher days
Yet love is forever a song in her chords
Her open heart houses a lot
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