The woman is an enduring rose
A living soul, brambles and flowers
With the soft petals of the maiden
Blooming into fair femininity
Aspirations of life's desires
Later being a well-rooted mother
Flowers budding all about
Their seed flourish afar
Time takes beautiful blooms
And leaves a barren bush
Thorns on still green stalks
Changed in life's passing
A flower's full beauty faded
Seasons of winter's despair
The cold days conceal her spirit
Strength stored silently within
Love anew comes with spring
Warming the tender soul within
And causing the matron heart
To blossom again in hope anew