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Tears oI a Woman
little boy asks his mother:
Why do you cry ?
Because I am a woman she answers.
I don`t understand he says.
His mother hugs him and says : and you never will
ater the little boy asked his Iather :
Why does mommy cry ?
ll women cry Ior no reason , is all that his
Iather could answer him.
When he became an adult he asked
God :
God, why do women cry so
easily?
And God Answ070d : And God Answ070d :
When I created woman, she needed to be
special.
I created her shoulders strong enough to bear
the weight oI the world.
nd soIt enough to be comIortable .
I gave her the strength to give liIe,
The kind that accepts the rejection that oIten comes Irom
children.
I gave her the strength to allow her to go on when
everybody else give up.
The kind that takes care oI her Iamily, despite illness
and Iatigue.
I gave her the sensitivity to love her children
unconditionally,
Even when
they have hurt
her deeply.
I gave her the strength to endure her
husband in his Iaults
nd to stay at his side without weakening
nd Iinally, I gave her tears to shed whenever she
needs them to be shed.
You see my son, the
beauty oI a woman is not
in the clothes she wears,
nor is it in her Iace or in
the way she does her hair.
The beauty oI a woman resides in her eyes.
It is the door to her heart ;
the door where ove resides.
nd it is oIten through her tears that you see
her heart go by.
$hare this message.
iIt the spirit oI other
women !
et the world know that
all beings are beautiIul!
To those who have made you smiled To those who have made you smiled
When you needed it the most... When you needed it the most...
To those who have made you see the good side of things
when you only saw the worse...
To those to whom you want to say To those to whom you want to say
How much How much
you vo|ue you vo|ue
the|r the|r
|r|endsh|p. |r|endsh|p.
or s|mp|y. or s|mp|y.
.thonk gou for gioing me o glipmse of. .thonk gou for gioing me o glipmse of.
. o better uorld. . o better uorld.
Have a WonderIul day !