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Most Feminine - Viewed 7554 Times
David Devaney
Website
January 24, 2004
Surely there must be a God
who guides us through the night.
She brings to us a restful bliss
is never out of sight.

She lies there just beneath our brow,
her warmth does rest our eyes.
She never needs to hide from us
or wear a strange disguise.

‘Tis sleep she brings and special dreams,
new hopes, the morning sun.
Awakening our energy,
with her ,life has begun.

Her beauty is magnificent,
unique and O’ so rare.
She brings us grace and love and strength.
For us, she’s always there.

And too, she is most feminine,
Gentle, kind and pure.
No hatred comes nor anger now,
our ailments she does cure.

For she is light and energy,
the freshness of the rain.
And since she is a part of us,
there is a new refrain.

Full with beauty, patience rare,
sanctity and grace.
Because she enters every heart,
new love we all can trace.
© 2004 David Devaney
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