See her when she is walking
Even when she feels like sulking

Listen when she is talking
Even when she feels like crying

Behold her when she is trying
Even when she  gives up thriving

Through the heart, her laughter courses
And soothes like angelic choruses

Her weeping and souring
Bring down the rain pouring

Ain't no sunshine zone
When she's gone

When she's around
Everything becomes sound

She's beautiful in every form
See her elegant in any storm

Adorable in pregnancy and childbirth
Remarkable in storms and in mirth

She is more than her thighs
And even more than her sighs

She is more than her hips
She is more than her lips

She is woman, she is goddess