A woman's wish-Life
Unhindered by either friends or foes,
guided by both her weals and woes,
a maiden, that like a flower grows,
until, an angel, up she goes.
And in her prime, a bonding ties,
And a deepest secret, therein lies,
And a lady turns she, with seeming sighs,
But a night needs pass before a dawn shall rise.
For much in her life, she has to face,
Before she can win this, long long race,
For life is her goal, and time, her pace,
And acceptence, a necessity, a rule for grace.
And then at the sun rises new,
She finds the beauty, found seldom by few,
And discovers the worth of how she grew,
As feels the warm, soft quilt, of the life she sew.