Oh the creator of life
Curator of the universe.
The dreams that we live to see
To achieve various estacy,
Begins with a women's body.
Be a royality or a begger on the street
You'll be born through similar means
Yes she bleeds every month
It is awfully painful
Rendering her still sometimes
Curling up the body with cramps
Bloodied existence for a few days.
With each month, the cycle repeats
Yet she prevails through it
In pain with stains.
Sometimes mood swings
And a known pain she's enrobed with.
I will always try to be there
To bring some comfort
I'll hold her hands gently, she knows I'm here,
With my pockets full of chocolates,
Hugs full of care.

© TofN
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