Despite It All
The sheets, so sheer, on line they hang
So tattered and so frayed
The clothes she wore, so tattered, too
Where from her hands, were made
No money for to buy new thread
Nor have a decent meal
But yet she always smiles to us
With confidence and zeal
For in her heart, she holds her worth
So valued and protected
So that no man could ever steal
Her dignity, erected
She placed within her bosom strong
Her faith, her love, her light
As happiness stays with her though
To us it seems a plight
So, pride be sin, but yet for her
It gives strength within and grace
And love she had as well as faith
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