A Woman's Glory
Hear yeah her voice, she perseveres
To paint her skies with gold
Mend her heart, wipe her tears
Her dream never gets old
She sows her seeds from morning till night
For seven days a week
She tries to reach the golden light
Glorious sky is what she seeks
Hear her scream like muffled dream
Like whispers of yesterday
Sunshine gleams her bright esteem
Her glow graces the day
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