An Ode to Women

By G Girish

The best in doing multi tasks;

Gives her best when one asks

In a loving word she'll bask,

But in anger, she wears no mask.

She sure does sometimes yell.

Can't understand her, some men tell.

For them, life's like hell

Once understood, life's swell

Belief is, with her, secrets don't keep!

Contrary to her heart that's deep?

When a man or child starts to weep,

Her soft voice brings peace and sleep

She lends to her man great power;

Makes him grow tall as a tower.

Return favour, she asks never.

That's her nature however

Of immense inner strength she holds the mantle

Not a show off, she's soft and gentle

Handle with care; She is also brittle

Without her man can do but little!

By G Girish