A woman of virtue,
is like a golden chain.
she glitters and sparkles,
and beauty runs in her veins.

she smiles at every breathe,
she needs not an angel, for she is one.
her mourn can awake the dead.
her image brightens the sun.

A day without her,
is like a life without air.
The universe bows,
when she lets down her hair.

A woman of virtue,
is a woman of purity.
no matter the things people say,
she will always carry her beauty.