Woman
They pamper us,
From the belly to the grave,
From nothing to something,
Transforming our cry to laughter,
Making us smile in soft and hard times,
Thats why He called them our Helpmate,
They are special and awesome.

Their words are soothing and comforting,
To the Baby and the baby.
We are happy to be around them,
Both young and old, little and big,
All to their bossoms we fly.
For in them lies our nutrients and strength.

Her creator called her woman,
Her husband calls her sweetheart,
Her children call her mother,
She is one of a kind,
The cause of man's trouble, the help behind his triumph,
Hate her, love her you still love her because you need her.
She is God's first gift to man,
And we all love her,
She is a woman.