She is sensitive yet strong as a rock.
She doesn’t have a big stature,
But her heart can overcover the whole world.
Her strength is not measured by what she can lift but by what she can carry.
The same way a caterpillar changes into a butterfly,
Her life is transformed from glory to glory by her Beautifier,
He who makes all things good at his time.
And in our society, we are surrounded by many “H.E.R s” if I can say so.
“Her” can be your sister or mother,
She can be your friend ,girlfriend, wife or daughter.
So take time to appreciate herπ
It is not the women’s day but I found myself writing this text and felt like I have to post it
Hope that someone will be encouraged β