Woman
The briskness of a winter morn
The warmth of summer breeze
First light of day as it is born
As sigh among the trees
For Woman
Daffodils in garden growing
Falling leaves of color
Lovely as a freshet Flowing
All of life is fuller
With Woman
The wind that sings from far above
The heart that moves us on
The engine of unending love
That brings about new dawn
You are woman
I've done what I could in this life and it is not nearly enough. Okay, maybe I"m sensing that it might just move forward. Maybe I've gotten that far. Now, men must admit their humility or do something about it.
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