Compassion and tenderness, no doormat
She’ll fire after the warning, stay back unless approved
She prays, obeys the only true God
Despite the world’s objections
Their offense doesn’t turn her will
Her flesh, she assassinates daily
Taking up her cross, denying herself
Proverbs thirty-one cutie
And whoever she loves is double blessed
Pick me, pick me.
What are you thinking about after reading this?