True Beauty Of A Woman Poem by John Onyeme

I do know a young girl
Full of womanliness, that verve
Her heart full of such goodness
No matter what, she never had rudeness
Her heart, like snow was pure
But she felt she had a sickness to cure,
Her face holds no sweetness,
That she felt she was worthless

She would preen all day
For her peers to see and say
That she was beautiful...
But no one saw she was beautiful...
Unlike her friends, admired by boys
And they stay, and play with them like their toys
But see, she was rarely looked at
If only they play with her like that

So she sat all the time lonely
Thinking, and hate herself slowly
She wish she could do something
But there was actually nothing
Nothing she could really do
To feel quite as beautiful as you
Nothing she says about herself
That you'll smile yourself

Then, she went to her mother,
Looking more troubled and sadder
'Mother' she called, 'look at me,
Tell me, what really do you see? '
Her Mum replied: 'Oh dear, I see
I see my good-hearted daughter,
As beautiful as a queen's daughter'
'No Mummy, please tell me the truth'
'You're beautiful, my dear Ruth'

'See Ruth, God's creations are all beautiful and bright,
Shining attratcively like the sun light
But it's you, who didn't see it right
Ruth, you need to stop blurring the sight
Of your look from the beauty of your mates
That's why yourself, you've hate
Cos you want to be like them
But theirs is a beauty without root, yet stem'

'Hear what that means Ruth,
This is purely the truth;
Their beauty is just outward
But yours is greatly inward
Outward beauty will fade..away
Inward beauty grows all the way
You have a glowing heart of gold
Godly men search hard to behold'

'The beauty of your heart,
Though you leave this world, won't part,
From you, not your footprint, not your soul
Till eternity it'll grow
Your Maker had made it so
So feel beautiful anywhere you go
Godly people, good men would need it
They'ld love it, and will need to have it'

So my dear, you're beautiful
You need to be greatful
To God who saw you're wonderful
Specially, needly at heart
Not necessarily on face
For the wealth of the face,
Would day by day depart
But that in your heart, forever'll stay'

And Ruth's mother concluded
Her daugther's trouble she soothed away
That true beauty of a woman,
Can never fade, can't go away
Weather, make-up, and age
Can not really change
The true beauty of a woman