She’s walked through fires of life, unbowed,
Hard-working, strong, her spirit proud.
A foreign face in unwelcome crowds,
She’s etched new paths where none allowed.
With kindness clear as morning dew,
Her humility through storms stays true,
Direct, and honest in all view,
God’s trust in her, forever imbued.
In hardship’s face, she sows seeds of chance,
With positivity in her dance,
A resourceful mind, with just a glance,
Turns every small nuance into advance.
She’s a self-starter, a relentless learner,
Every corner turned, she’ll turn into a burner,
Songs of wisdom she is the earner,
Through every twist, through every turner.
A prayerful soul in Jesus’ light,
In her growth is found her might.
She nurtures positivity, bright,
A mindset of limitless height.
Hatred’s bitter taste rejected,
In her heart, only love’s reflected.
Cultivating growth, she’s perfected,
An admirable spirit, self-inflected.
She’s been through hell and heaven’s gate,
Treading paths of vast update.
That girl is me, in love and fate,
Here’s to her, in every state.
Happy Woman’s Month, celebrate!
Her journey proud, her heart innate,
In every step, in every rate,
She is I, and I am she, unweight.
Wells of Wonder 