Here in this valley <br />I do stand <br />As I do, I look around me <br />I see the green grasses and flowers in bloom <br />And the remarkable structure of trees <br /> <br />I see birds as they fly <br /> The clouds as they drift by <br />Ponds that are nourished by streams, <br />And as I ponder the creations of such <br />It is breathless these such wonderous things <br /> <br />I see love <br />And the dreams there of <br />The art, the romance, every part <br />And as I do see, it comes to me too <br />For created, is such a womans heart <br /> <br />The beauty and wonder of all this I see <br />How is it that such things can be <br />It is so true <br /> Within this world of ours <br />It is woman the true mastery <br /> <br />It is woman and within her whole heart <br />Is all that is here before me <br />All one has to to, is to allow one single rose to die <br />The truth is seen, <br />For it is woman that weeps. <br /> <br />copyright 2004 Bill Simmons <br />aka BillWilliamStar@aol.com<br /><br />Bill Simmons<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/woman-s-heart/
