Beautiful LadyA Poem by W. V. H.
She touches the mirror and the glass ripples like water the past and
present converge in a chaotic symphony of possible futures. The world
spins around in a flurry. She touches the core that ignites a thousand
hearts. She carries great burdens within her own soul yet walks a
hundred miles everyday. She delivers love to the ones who need it most.
She is sound and beautiful from every angle. She speaks for those who
cannot. She protects her innocents from the dangers of the world. She is
human and flawed. She is deserving of all that is good. She is to be
desired. She will cry in the silence of night. She touches the mirror
the glass ripples like water the past and present converge in a chaotic
symphony of futures. She is strong, intelligent, caring and brave. She
is you.
© 2011 W. V. H. |
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