Woman
There is such among creation
The goddess of divination
Result from the operation on man
His corporate rib as the plan
Given as a cooperative helper to him
And of her thoughtful advices to on lean.
Epitome of comeliness she is
With her eyes glittering Venus' lights
And her velvet body fit in stature
Lo, woman is a beautiful creature
For the majesty of her chumminess twists a man's heart
Wonderfully made, hard to fright.
The ancestral power of hers, an ancestress.
Her undiluted character brings forth home
The all-time cook till life's end to come
Tireless to nurturing the kids
And in womaning the daughters:
Always reliable for building-home duties.
Woman: marvel of the Maker's invention.
Copyright © Albert Boima | Year Posted 2023
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