Is she loved? Is she appreciated?
Her strength is beyond compare.
Kindness and compassion, she excels at.
With her confident smile, she fills you with courage.
Willingness to help others in her blood,
She consoles others while she hurts.
Her smiles remain unshaken.
Her determination is to the end.
She hopes when there seems none.
Her heart is not to be shared,
Her love is not for some, but all.
Her love is true and steadfast.
Amidst the storms, she is there.
In tranquility, she blossoms.
Her heart remains unchanging.
Through pain and blood, she brings forth life.
With snapped tendons, she brings forth life.
Through tears of flesh, she brings forth life.
A life nurtured inside of her,
A life she gave her heart to,
A life she devoted her love to,
A life that brings her joy.
Her strength is beyond compare.
She loves in abandon.
Sensitive is she to other's needs.
She is strong, versatile, flexible.
Amidst pressure, she multi-tasks.
She inspires many and loves to be appreciated
Is she loved? Is she appreciated?
Why not called her blessed?
This poem is dedicated to every woman. #ChooseToChallenge. Happy International Women's Day!
Previously published on my blog.