Not faultless, for she was not fashioned so,
A mingling of the bitter and the sweet;
Lips that can laugh and sigh and whisper low
Of hope and trust and happiness complete,
Or speak harsh truths; eyes that can flash with fire,
Or make themselves but wells of tenderness
Wherein is drowned all bitterness and ire -
Warm eyes whose lightest glance is a caress.
Heaven sent her here to brighten this old earth,
And only heaven fully knows her worth.
Woman
Jean Blewett
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Poem topics: fire, happiness, hope, trust, earth, sweet, whisper, laugh, speak, bitter, warm, complete, worth, heaven, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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