I proclaim what Love is,

Look into her eyes.

I say to you,  what is Joy?

Hear her laughter, witness her tears.

I tell you what Peace is,

The tranquility of her soul.

Let me introduce to you Longsuffering,

A multitude she raised.

Where is Kindness?

Graciously, never leaving her side.

Goodness you say?

Upheld perpetually, to the highest of regards.

Faithfulness is belief,

And she is the model.

Where does Gentleness abound?

For it is heaped upon her tranquil soul.

Self-Control is not denied,

Victorious is she.

I tell you what beauty is,

It is 90,   and she wears it with grace.

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Categories: beauty, family, poetry


I am Rachel. I have a skewed sense of reality and I like to live through my imagination. Unfortuntely, that has taken me down some rocky roads and I am here to share some snippets of what happens when a girl has a mind of her own.

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One Comment on “Mammaw”

  1. Laura Rutledge
    June 28, 2011 at 8:57 pm #

    She is beautiful inside and out. You said it all. No one like her

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