Me Lady

She is a lady

Not lady the polite word, but a lady with a polite heart

In a world where ladies are mostly memories

Stories told of yester-ladies or today’s grand parents

Her eyes sparks like a lightening bolt

She remains human with an angelic soul

A beauty from afar that has conquered my soul

While close her spirits ignites my whole

She is such a lady you might call her a duchess

The way she carry herself in worth you might say a princess

She is not from the House of Lords but she moves with such nobility like a peeress

She is a lady in a world where ladies are hard to come by

She is not perfect but her heart is

She has this smile that causes brain traffic

Her heart belongs to one, yet she is a person for the masses

Indeed she is selfless

A noblewoman without compromise

A humble being that could leave you breathless

One who challenges her man to maintain superb standards

She is a lady

Not lady the polite word, but a lady with a polite heart

In a world where ladies are mostly memories

Stories told of yester-ladies, she remains one of today’s finest ladies