She can shout when she wants,
But she chooses to be humble.
She can cry when she feels so,
But to smile does she choose.
She will sometimes pretend to not know,
Only because she knows that speaking will make YOU feel better.
She will sometimes pretend to not understand,
Only because she knows that taking care will make YOU comfortable.
A rock, a pillar, yet her cotton soft heart one can only admire,
A wall, so tall, she’ll guard you from all fire.
She’s pretty, sometimes not so much too, but strong all the time nonetheless,
Oh woman! You baffle all, being there for each one, despite your own MESSY MESS!