The Goddess lies and waits in
Each and every living woman.
As she walks through wind and gale
She does not bow her head.
She looks forever forward
Never dwelling in the past
Facing every challenge
As it crosses in her path.
In young and old alike
She patiently bides her time.
The choice of God irrespective
Her own strength she bestows.
Subserviant to no one
Her worth she full well knows.
Through her many struggles
She gains empathy and strength.
She loves without condition
She is loyalty beyond words.
She shares herself without
A second thought or pause.
And once she gains her freedom
From her slumber deep inside.
The Goddess can be seen
By those that recognise
The dignity, love and grace
That embodies womankind.
Paula Acton 
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Thankyou i look forward to exploring your site as soon as I get the chance to look properly
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i hope you enjoy it. 🙂
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wonderful poem ! love it , and just read it to my wife sarah
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That is a wonderful poem!!!!
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thankyou
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Wonderful feeling in this one.
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I love this…thank you…wonderful insight. 🙂
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