Behold the priceless woman

The Priceless woman who can behold

The marginalised creature who is priceless 

In labour she bears forth 

In pain she domesticates her home

In her secret place she travails for her home

She is fruitful in all Angles of life

As she prospers like the cedars of Lebanon

This woman has many names 

She is a daughter of Zion 

Mother of all Nations

Mummy,Momma, Mum,Mom are all names she derives from

The flamboyant garden on which she thrives 

She Waters the flowers of her garden in season and out of season

She's got no time to spare let alone adorn her herself like a palace 

But with it all her fruits doesn't wither 

She comes out like a palace adorned with ornaments 

Of which eyes cant be taken off 

But all the same she is that Phenomenal woman who is irreplaceable 

A Priceless woman who can behold

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