BEAUTY OF AN IDEAL WOMAN

ONE MORNING,


AMIDST THE BREEZE SHOULDERING THE LOVELY FLAMBOYANT FLOWERS,

SIMULTANEOUS WITH THE CHIRPS OF THE BIRDS,

AND THE EVER RESPLENDENT SUNSHINE,

STOOD A FIGURE TO BE TREASURED AND LOVED,

AN EXTRAORDINARY FIGURE TO BE PAMPERED AND CHERISHED,

HER YAWNING EMITS THE BREATH OF EMANCIPATION,

THAT LIBERATES ME FROM THE SHACKLES OF STRESS,

IN HER LONG, STRAIGHT DRESS,

I CAN SEE HER ENVIABLE AND IMMACULATE CURVATURES, CONTOURS AND ALVARO SHAPE,

THAT’S THE BEAUTY OF THE IDEAL WOMAN,



WHEN SHE WAKES,

WITH HER HAIR SCUFFLED,

HER SHINING TEETH UNBRUSHED,

EYELASHES DISORGANISED AND COBWEBS AT THE CORNERS OF HER EYES,

I SEE BEAUTY,

WITH HER MINORING IN MAKE-UP,

MAINTAINING FAILURE IN ARTIFICIAL BEAUTY,

HOLDING FAST TO SOPHISTICATION IN SIMPLICITY,

I CAN SEE HER BEAUTY,

GOING ABOUT HER DUTIES WITH EARNEST ATTITUDE,

NOT COMPROMISING HER OBLIGATIONS AS A DAUGHTER, WIFE, MOTHER, FRIEND,

POSSESSING THE SPIRIT OF BOLDNESS, INDEPENDENCE, AND SENSE OF PURPOSE,

I CAN PERFECTLY SEE BEAUTY.