What A Man Needs From His Woman
Not beauty’s flame that soon will fade,
Nor jewels bright, nor silks arrayed,
But gentle speech that soothes the day,
And steadfast truth that will not stray.
He seeks a heart both calm and kind,
A loyal hand his own to bind,
A quiet strength, a tender ear,
A faithful soul that holds him near.
Not fleeting charm nor fleeting praise,
But love that lights the darkest ways,
A patient hope, a watchful prayer,
A presence constant, always there.
Thus finds he treasure, tried and true,
Not gold nor pearl, but spirit too,
A crown of grace, a guiding star—
Such is the woman loved afar.
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