The Beauty of Femininity

Femininity is not a mere charm of the body,

Nor a guard of beauty, nor an allure so gaudy.

It is not just the bloom of a radiant face,

Nor the spell of hair or complexion’s grace.

It is a woman’s soul, her dignity so true,

Her faith in herself, not in a deceitful hue.

From her lips flows the truth, words sincere,

Keeper of secrets, her essence so clear.

A pillar of the home, a symbol of might,

With her own hands, she crafts wonders of light.

A parent’s pride, their anchor in need,

A shade of comfort, in life’s scorching speed.

Shakira’s worth is like a priceless gem,

This is femininity—magic without a stem