True Beauty Poem by Arti Chopra

My heart bleeds for her
Tall slim and bewitchingly beautiful
A victim of circumstance
An inherent charm
That can be enhanced
Many fold, had she the means,
Steeped in poverty
She sweeps and cleans my house
Always smiling, cheerful
Bravely facing the cruelties of life
The constant beatings, and strife
Working from morn till night
Tolerating every barb every slight,
Bringing up her only child
Slaving for a meal for her family
And yet she is loyal
To the uncaring fellow
One is loth to call a man,
Yet she smiles
And I am amazed at her resilience
Her strength
The true beauty of a woman
Shines forth
Thus.....