She’s the woman who believes that what comes around goes around. The one who hopes for a better day. The one who won’t give up on you..one who will do everything to make you believe that she loves you unconditionally.... She’s the woman who’s unlike the rest....who believes in doing what no one else can do... She’s the woman who would love to be loved...
Her hands had known
and touched and felt
the best and the worst
that life had to offer.
They’d held a newborn
they’d kneaded bread
they’d mended sweaters
they’d caressed her man
felt a rose petal
petted a cat
soothed a boo boo
prayed to God.
Her hands had seen
their share of toil
and despair
triumph and joy
sorrow and love.
In the end its not about who desired you..but who values you
Its not about who broke your heart but who mended it
Its not about those who let you down but those who held you up
It’s not about all the times you were called beautiful, it’s about all the days you felt it.
