PERFECT WOMANA Poem by Shweta Sunil
She loves too hard,
Yet she blooms too fast. As gentle as the summer breeze, Yet she fights like the wind on a stormy night. As beautiful as a rain after a day too frail, Yet as proud as thunder on a feisty sail. She embraces strength and beauty-- Like they were none different. She teases like a gir,l She has an army of her own, Yet she is the subtlest woman I have ever known. Sometimes,undesirably vexing, But never lets go of what she's loving-- Oh!She loves way too hard, She protects,she loves,she guards, That she remembers hardly-- The woman inside of her That wants to love herself. Without her-- No, I couldn't lie, I wouldn't be what I am, She taught me to be the woman she is. Though not perfect,i will try To love my sister The way she has,and the way she will. © 2016 Shweta SunilFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on September 25, 2016 Last Updated on September 25, 2016 AuthorShweta SunilBangalore, IndiaAboutJust another person trying to reach true meaning through writing :") more..Writing
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