The Glow Called Woman...

But what is this world, without the lovely woman,

The mother, the child, the love- pure graceful woman.

But what is life without her love,

But what bliss without that doe !

Her smile can light up your world,

Her glare, dear, no colder can there be a word!

Love her and cherish her,

And she will be your angel,

She can take you places,

She can make you laugh,

She can make you dream,

She can be your mother-

Sweet, caring, doting mother.

Please don't blow out that flame,

That gentle, exquisite flame,

Can there be a greater shame,

Than to hurt that holy damsel-

The vessel that poured you life,

The light that taught you love.

If you are the sun , she is your sunshine,

If you are the rain, she is your rainbow,

If you are the song, she is your music,

If you are the light, she is your fire.

Let her do her magic,

Let her take you home,

Let her just be herself,

And feel the love divine!

What is life without that dame,

But what is heaven without her flame,

And what is hell without her flame,

Beware of that woman-

Glowing, mysterious woman!

Take care of that flame...