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Beauty of a Woman and Strength of a Man
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Beauty of a Woman
The beauty of a woman Is not in
The clothes she wears
The figure she carries or
the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman
Must be seen from her eyes,
Because that is the doorway to her heart,
The place where love resides.
The beauty of a woman is
not in a facial mole,
But true beauty in a woman
is reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly gives,
The passion that she shows,
The beauty of a womanWith passing years-only grows.
The strength of a man
The clothes she wears
The figure she carries or
the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman
Must be seen from her eyes,
Because that is the doorway to her heart,
The place where love resides.
The beauty of a woman is
not in a facial mole,
But true beauty in a woman
is reflected in her soul.
It is the caring that she lovingly gives,
The passion that she shows,
The beauty of a womanWith passing years-only grows.
The strength of a man
The strength of a man isn't seen in the width of his shoulders.
It's in the width of his arms that encircle you.
It's in the width of his arms that encircle you.
The strength of a man isn't in the deep tone of his voice.
It's in the gentle words he whispers.
The strength of a man isn't how many buddies he has.
It's how good a buddy he is with his kids.
The strength of a man isn't in how respected he is at work.
It's in how respected he is at home.
The strength of a man isn't in how hard he hits.
It's in how tender he touches.
The strength of a man isn't in the hair on his chest.
It's in his heart, that lies within his chest.
The strength of a man isn't how many women he's loved.
It's in being true to one woman.
The strength of a man isn't in the weight he can lift.
It's in the burdens he can carry.
It's in the gentle words he whispers.
The strength of a man isn't how many buddies he has.
It's how good a buddy he is with his kids.
The strength of a man isn't in how respected he is at work.
It's in how respected he is at home.
The strength of a man isn't in how hard he hits.
It's in how tender he touches.
The strength of a man isn't in the hair on his chest.
It's in his heart, that lies within his chest.
The strength of a man isn't how many women he's loved.
It's in being true to one woman.
The strength of a man isn't in the weight he can lift.
It's in the burdens he can carry.
Lucky is the man who is the first love of a woman,
but luckier is the woman who is the last love of a man
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