The wonder we call 'Woman'

Shaken not stirred,
May be broken but beautiful,
Tired but does not fall,
Vulnerable, nevertheless a boss lady!

We could compare each woman to a flower
Soft and pretty,
Oh yes! She loves her kitty.
If you let her bloom
She takes away your gloom.
But,If you mess with her,
She might take out her broom :)

The never die spirit
Defines her first hand.
She lives to make you smile,
Even if she needs to whine.
Always chatty, sometimes messy
She also knows all about your dressy.

Let us salute and celebrate this wonder,
Who sometimes leaves us to ponder,                                                                           
But always brings pragmatic thunder. 

P.S -Dedicated to all woman in my life

Was written for woman's day in March 

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