The Nature of Woman
I am your sister, your wife and your lover
I am your daughter; I am your mother
When anger consumes you with bitter regard
I’ll sustain all your blows though they hit hard
And thank you for the knowledge that you do still care
For I am your friend and will always be there.
For I am your sister, your wife and your lover
I am your daughter; I am your mother
For I will still hold you when you’re in despair
And show you forgiveness for faults that we share
I’ll harbour no grudges; but be cruel to be kind
In the hope that we retain the love that we find.
For you are my brother, my husband, my son
You are my father – through love we are one.
Cinderella Has A Lot To Answer For
If as girls, we’d never heard of Cinderellas
As women we’d find less fault with fellas!
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