Her Beauty Poem by Raynolds Moseamedi

Her name brings light to those who lost it
She stood tall from every abysmal feeling that stood againgst her smiles
Even sun during the worst of all seasons still adorn her face
Her beauty exaggerate her lovely heart
She is a goddess from above
The founder and creator of Love
Her voice is a blessing to all
Her lips shiny as if they were made of Gold
she is older than time but not even a tiny wrinkle on her face
hate threads not where she threads, in a way her heart is cold..