She is the epithet of selfless love, in all ways
She is victory of any walkway
Her skills are numerous
She is the gateway to a glass house
She is the recorder of human correspondence
So much evidence to her providence
She is the scripture to a mans love
All blessings come from above
She is the Tribunal in families
The chess game of finesse
She is the book yet to be finish
Reconcile to her domicile
Woman to Woman
She is the window of spontaneous profane
Who remains in name
WOMAN