Sonnet Celebrating International Women's Day
With threads of golden light, your spirits flare,
Each woman shines, a steadfast astral pyre,
Your valiant souls defy the tethered snare,
Like distant suns that pierce the boundless mire.
With hearts unyielding, you shatter iron grates,
Unshackled wings where shadows once confined,
And in your touch, love's caresses gentle graces,
A serenade of voices, softly intertwined.
Through time's grand halls, your histories reside,
Your footprints pressed on ever-shifting sands,
With every verse, a truth you cannot hide,
You mend the world with steady, guiding hands.
O women, graced with beauty, fierce and bold,
In every realm, your being we cherish and behold.
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“No matter how tired you are, no matter how physically exhausting this work may be, it's beautiful to bring a smile into someone's life, to care for someone in need. What greater joy can there be?” Mother Teresa
"I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will." - Charlotte Brontë
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Daniel Henry Rodgers
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