A woman’s heart is hers to keep But, a woman, who is a mother, she gives to her children A woman, who is a wife, she gives to her husband No matter how a woman should keep her own heart, She chooses to love, to care, to sacrifice Because a woman, who is a mother, and a wife was made this way, Selfless, benevolent, and generous A woman’s heart is fragile but strong, an oxymoron, but it is true A woman’s heart is unassuming and kind and rich with compassion A woman’s heart is with substance, overflowing with a sense of atonement and contrition Never ceases to amaze…
