Miracle you

Look at her over The proud women Walking slowly to all her dreams, Proudly, lovingly, nurturing all over. Some thought the sun would not  rise, Won't glow like her sparkling size, Some thought won't rise the occasion, Won't flow like the powerful ocean Some thought she won't be able, Won't be the right & capable, Look her, look her  Her she is  The pride of her work, The proud of her persona, The life of selflessness, The hand of help, The words of kind, The fierce of the enemy, Here she is beating the obstacles, Beating the filth, Rising above dirt & ego, All she is the proud queen Not the scare that others spit, She is precious, gracious, and blessed. Rise women, pretty women, rise, Happily, merrily, all above blessing, Touchwood high, blessed & higher. Dedicated to #Rety #proud #happy #winner #noevileye #pure

Her she is  Growing old  But yet gold, Cursed by others omen, Her she is my wonderful woman, To every fall she rise, Fighting all her vice, She cries all with tears, Loved one missed all she fears, She is loved, But all her played, What she is  She is precious, Well not valued all her, She is precious, All she is gracious

 U mend everything  When it's broken U do all right When it's messed up U calm it up When it's in danger We will be there, U love the child's way When we least expect, U just be there When even we faint, This is how it is  When u need  We will be there When you break  Whenever u need...