Her heart
is an ocean of secrets. Her life a book so closed
Her mind filled with plethora of words and face that holds the expressions that cannot be told
Her hands that felt a baby’s touch, have knead dough, have touched a rose petal
Her hands that have fixed a bulb, helped an ailing fellow, and cleaned and dusted the home
She lives by her rules.
Works equally hard to prove herself, never letting anyone to undermine her. She believes and lives by her individualism.
Her mind filled with plethora of words and face that holds the expressions that cannot be told
Her hands that felt a baby’s touch, have knead dough, have touched a rose petal
Her hands that have fixed a bulb, helped an ailing fellow, and cleaned and dusted the home
She lives by her rules.
Works equally hard to prove herself, never letting anyone to undermine her. She believes and lives by her individualism.
When she chooses to give in it takes a strength of mettle
Her giving up and giving in comes from her acute understanding of maintaining a balance in life and that consideration is because she is a nurturer, a giver, a soul-bearer, with a fierce belief in her worth and self.
Clothes and shoes don’t define her. She is a definition by herself.
Her pain, her sorrows are her own. It takes an equal partner who would dive deep into her heart and mind to feel her.
She doesn’t thrive on acknowledgement or gratitude. To win her, you, need to rise to her level
Her giving up and giving in comes from her acute understanding of maintaining a balance in life and that consideration is because she is a nurturer, a giver, a soul-bearer, with a fierce belief in her worth and self.
Clothes and shoes don’t define her. She is a definition by herself.
Her pain, her sorrows are her own. It takes an equal partner who would dive deep into her heart and mind to feel her.
She doesn’t thrive on acknowledgement or gratitude. To win her, you, need to rise to her level
Keep her because if not she is a woman who will find her own path eventually.
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