The depths of HER
Are endless..
Having no set destination of who she is to become...
It cannot be measured by her failures and successes,
Her tears that She cries nightly or the smile she displays the next day,
Her struggles that appear deeper than any valley,
Her children's unchanging love,
Her lover's commitment
Her sharp intellect
Her curves, and there are plenty,
cannot begin to describe her existence
Her essence....
Her purpose...
Complex and peculiar
She is infinite in emotions
For the depths of HER
are endless and cannot be measured by any one thing..
But Will always begins with a prayer.
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