The reflection i call me...
She looks beyond the natural things She walks and talks she sings and laughs She waste no time to question his mind This woman so pleasant and full of good cheer She grumbles not about things she can't change Dressed as a soldier she marches without fear And spends time praying asking God to re-arrange She scatters sunshine and glows everywhere With few minutes here and few minutes there She hears the sound when work bell rings Knees bent in prayer she looks not for ease… Sign in to see full entry.