Let me tell you of a woman
Come, sit my children and hark to the tale
A strength and majesty that never will fail.
Let me tell you of the strength of a woman
Of her courage and her fears
Infinite wisdom and the beauty of her tears
My children sit and hear
The story of the one who holds you most dear
She carried you beneath her heart
For nine moons then gave birth to a work of pure art
To her my children you can do no wrong
She will give you the world for joy everlong
You are her stars and her suns
Her moon and her heart
My dear children from you she will never depart
A woman is strength and beauty and grace
Each wrinkled line a story on her face
She will carry the world on her back
Ne’er be broken or beaten back
Such is the strength of beauty and peace
For her trials and her pain ne’er do cease
Careworn old ones, vibrant and new
A woman is a precious gem, common but few.
She will shoulder your cares
Take away your fears
No matter the price
Only love on her face
A woman is soul and love and care
True beauty from within, this creature so fair.
She will cherish and love
Care from above.
No matter what the world will do
She will cry each tear to shed
A single story of pain and dread.
But through it all, my children dear,
A woman is beauty and love and care.
A wife or mother
A sister or daughter
She has many roles to play my dears
And each she plays with a masterful grace
The strength and beauty shone through her face.
Closer my children, come closer still
Hark to a tale of magical will
A woman is sex and seduction and sin
An indomitable spirit and unbreaking will.
Punished through history by unforgiving men
And yet through it all
Her steps never fall
This beautiful fey creature
Children come closer, hark well and find
A woman is God’s gift to all of mankind.
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