Mylene is a good mother,
Taking care of her children;
Her household is in order,
Her heartfelt love is given.
She has trained up them since youth,
Teaching them with hope and faith;
She walks in the path of truth,
To reach the great heaven's gate.
She works hard under the boss,
In a certain company;
Her sacrifices and loss
Are there for chief not to see.
Her ardor is unnoticed,
There is favoritism;
All her life she has practiced
The so-called optimism.
Because of her trust in God,
She remains firm and composed;
In her own way she sweats blood,
Her heart and mind aren't closed.
Her eyes are always open
To God's blessings and graces;
Her meekness is unbroken,
To Him she gives all praises.
Form: Tanaga
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I love the way you notice and honour women, Bernard.