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THE TRUE GENTLEWOMAN


Listen to me, daughter
A good woman shows her beauty in virtuous acts 
She is like a living garden of good fruits 
She is a leader  that teaches love to everyone 
She is wise ,patient and faithful 
When men see her , they see the light in her eyes 
When other women see her ,they see a mother and councellor 
She loves her husband and strengthens him in his weakness 
She is  a militant and a woman of her words 
She is prudent and humble 
When she opens her mouth , she pours out words of grace and blessing 
She is organized, simple,honest  and modest 
She professes goodness and stays  away from gossip 
She's not like most female models of this world, for she is a good example of virtue
She's not as ugly as most celebrities ,for she displays true beauty in her actions
Yeah I tell thee, this is the gentlewoman 
This is the woman that sticks to her true nature 
This is the woman that all men should seek


BY JOHN MAYER CHARMANT


(THIS POEM MUST NOT BE REPUBLISHED UNDER ANY OTHER SIGNATURE BESIDES THE AUTHOR’S SIGNATURE STATED HEREIN.)

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