A Perfect Woman

A woman is perfect in her own eye when the mirror tells her that the curvy reflection is no lie A woman is perfect in the public eye when she cooks and she cleans and she saves money when she buys A woman is perfect in a family’s eye when she teaches the girls and she bathes the boys and her only complaint is an exasperated sigh A woman is perfect in a man’s eye when she celebrates his victories and manages the bills and keeps his ego riding high But a woman is only perfect in the inside when her man is at his lowest and all hell has broken loose the money’s all gone and the house they’ll lose and the children are wearing hand-me-down’s and worn out shoes the car’s broken down and all the unemployment ‘as been used and yet she still has the strength to pick up her man and carry the family on her back and get them all to stand with chin’s held high and still give her man a kiss and look him in the eye to tell him the she loves him and everything will be alright

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