To The Woman
Tis with a grace that she carries her burden
Never asking others to lighten her load
What monumental responsibilities she has
A philosophical shepherd tending her flock
Many are the hurdles within and without
Tightrope walking is a deceptively uneasy stroll
Her whirlwind of determined energy carries her
Touching and opening the world she moves in
Kind and engaged eyes move above a crescent smile
She could never lessen the potential joy of others
For she is without a mask, she always has time for others
With a special grace she brightens a strangers day.
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