Her Greatness
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Her greatness
The women are by no means mean
They are positioned to win
The kindness that we have seen
And the formation of mildness that is part of the scene
I bow my head
And try for analytical read
She stands supreme
For sacrifice like perfume
She need not speak a word
But we take her as direct representative from lord
She has everything to give
As wife, mother and daughter to forgive
If we have not understood
What is good for us?
It is lack of trust and understanding
That pushes us to an extreme ending
She has an appeal of flower
Even if she has mo beauty to appear
She may have no good feature
But she stands tall in her age
God provides an ample proof
And her honor speaks on high roof
We naturally acknowledge her greatness
Despite causing dishonor and stress
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