Ode to a woman 

To celebrate a woman.

You who sits still when the storm surrounds her.

You who becomes the storm when everything is still.

You who loves unconditionally reaching the edge.

You whose passions are a reflection of her fears.

You who hides her fears.

You the fearless protector.

You who knows. She knows.

She cries. She smiles. She loves.

Be still. Be the storm. Be passionate. Be fearless. You.

Barbara C.


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