I am a woman,
confirmed by intricate womanly organs.
I am a woman,
Whose heart has been stolen.
I am a woman,
Who looks upon her husband’s soul.
I am a woman,
Trying to comprehend contentment’s goal.
I am a woman,
Running from society’s judging eyes.
I am a woman,
That sometimes cuddle with lies.
I am a woman,
Looking underneath broken shards to find faith.
I am a woman,
That understands the wisdom of what Jesus paid.
I am a woman,
That believed I was damaged to the highest degree.
I am a woman,
Whose flaws shaped me into plain, exquisite Ree!
Mar 30, 2016
Mar 30, 2016 at 7:02 PM UTC
I am a woman,
confirmed by intricate womanly organs.
I am a woman,
Whose heart has been stolen.
I am a woman,
Who looks upon her husband’s soul.
I am a woman,
Trying to comprehend contentment’s goal.
I am a woman,
Running from society’s judging eyes.
I am a woman,
That sometimes cuddle with lies.
I am a woman,
Looking underneath broken shards to find faith.
I am a woman,
That understands the wisdom of what Jesus paid.
I am a woman,
That believed I was damaged to the highest degree.
I am a woman,
Whose flaws shaped me into plain, exquisite Ree!
