...a girl is born...

...she be chosen and born to a life
should one in her eyes look there be much strife
of a life full of love and genteel nuances
and then come many a challenge as her life advances.

...her prettiness, her softness, her humility, her care
to take forgranted many will dare
that delicate mind of a girl born sweet
at times a disadvantage, for others to mistreat

...why not look and recognise how fragile such beauty be
her limbs, her face, an expression of so much to see
the need to nurture and grow such treasures born
the intimidation and abuse of the fairer gender to scorn.

...their touch be gentle, their smile does light
a spark in their heart, their demeanour bright
to look into the future and believe all is possible
why not coax them in the right direction and make it probable.

RB.