A Woman’s Heart
Walking through the grass,
Feeling the wind blowing,
A delicate white gown taken by storm,
And a lady vision in beauty walking endlessly.
There are times that things may not come in clear,
But most times it needs guidance to secure,
Freedom almost collides with feeling trapped,
A woman’s heart is as hard as a seashell.
When being treated well, She’ll be tame and nice,
When being treated nuisancely,
She’ll be wild and loose all the controls means neccessary.