You a woman who has brain
And tells the truth even in drain...
Your lovely eyes whose trueness set a calm on fire
And her heart defines the true meaning of her beauty....
To whose hands curdles the weary
Leaving memory to every heart she touched
Her voice, the melody that rings in every child's heart
and bring Kings at her feet.....
Your lips bring healing to soul as you render your words with such tenderness.
To her, whose power is greater than her muscles
Whose strength is undying...
I'm touched by your Kindness Virtue
Most especially I love you.
I celebrate Christ in your Virtue
I'm Convinced there is God!
Happy Sunday to you all