Shattered pieces of glass
Broken window panes
Doors once opened are
Shut, never to be opened again
A sigh and deep breath
A hopeful morning seeks
A lonely winter night
Reminding of the silence of the creek
With closed eyes and a prayer in the heart
Each day begins unfold
Wondering what mysteries
And fortunes would come to a heart of gold.
The strong be given a curse
To bear all the burdens they can
The weak lay inside
While their life’s go by a plan.
No risks shall be taken
No battles be fought again
Till I see the treasures
Of my winnings since I was ten.
All that was won before
And over and over again
Come to add strength and character
To the woman who’d be won by the strongest man!
(Note: Its an Ode' to all the women i know and all the strength they have... A week later than women's day but i guess its better this way ;) )
