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A woman's worth

A woman’s worth is more important than a million dollar porsche...
Cannot be traded with words or just a simple touch...
It is priceless!
A woman should be treated like a queen...
Rub her feet;
Caress her body with a melody so sweet...

Buy her a mansion filled with lilies and roses...
Paint her picture in a golden frame...
Demonstrate to the world how beautiful her pose is...
Never let a tear drop!
Catch it with a diamond spoon...
Dry her eyes playing a wonderful tune...

Guard her heart the way the king of kings guards his kids...
The way a Lion guards his cubs...
It is as precious as a royal glass;
Never should it slip away or break any day...

Carry her on top of the clouds with grace;
Look into her eyes as the wind blows across her face...
Hold her hands, even when the world is dark and full of spiteful snakes...
Make her feel safe despite the frightful place...

She is a rare gem, no duplicate, your number one, so delicate...
Kiss her softly; make love to her tenderly,
Hold her closely; please don’t leave her lonely...

Her worth is more than a million bucks, better still a million rocks...
Emerald and sapphire, jasper and rubies all in one...
But she stands better than all...

Mother, sister, lover, and friend...
She is and will always be, till the very end...

A woman’s worth, more important than a million dollar porsche...
Cannot be traded with words or just a simple touch...

Yours Truly,
Helga


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