WOMAN

They see me a weak human
I see myself a super human
Made by an Almighty craftsman
Taken out from the ribs of man
That is why they call me woman.

Yes, am not made of strong bones and muscles
I don’t have biceps and six packs
Nor a bass voice or great height.

Am but a petite human
Who’s far from perfect
Yet personally handcrafted
To be a helpmate
To the one, whose missing rib
I am.

    Peter Blessing Pever

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    Creative writer 📝| Biologist 🔬| Fashion designer 👗| Lover of God and people 💞 | Optimist 😄