There's a beauty in a woman that's more than just skin deep, A strength and resilience that's often hidden, but never asleep,
By new kingabout a year ago in Poets
They rise before the sun each day, Ready to face what comes their way, They carry burdens that no one sees, And yet they do it all with ease.
Water, oh water, so pure and so clear, Flowing through valleys and mountains so near, Your gentle trickle can calm any mind,
Amidst the fields of green and gold, The beauty of nature does unfold, With every blade of grass and flower in bloom, The world around us feels like a grand ballroom.