She was beautiful, more cultural and full of poise
Full of smiles, with her hair wrapped in a beautiful scarf
Her smile accented her wrinkles: which belonged perfectly.
She was beautiful; one glimpse at her would make you fall in love with this woman.
But she was alone to the world: Another one widowed for belief.
It didn’t stop there; she was beaten, abused, ridiculed: Persecuted.

‘Count it all joy, my brothers when you meet trials of various kinds’

She is inspiration, she is example, she is the one for whom He died.
She is teacher: she is beloved; she is worth cherishing, loving and adoring.
She is respect. She has challenged me to be more: to know more.
   
 She is even more beautiful from the inside.