Poetry: Fire
- Betty Phanzu
- 8 août
- 1 min de lecture
Poetry by Betty
Woman of fire
Your voice is a thunder
Piercing through the silence
As everything surrenders.
Woman, you are power
As I follow your pace,
I could not be prouder
To mirror your traits.
You are my anchor
Your blood runs through my veins
With battles and victories
That your wisdom transcends.
And your wounds narrate
The tales of your bravery
Oh how I love your heart
For all the care it gives me
Exceptional piece in the spirit of celebrating Women's Month❤️
Quelle belle description de la femme !!! Très beau poème.