You are loved by the man. You are in his hands. No hair can they touch.Women thou art loosed. You don’t have to take that abuse. He’s touched with the feeling of your infirmity.By his stripes you are healed. You are accepted in his beloved. Tell yourself you are pretty. Tell yourself you are witty.You are safe.He never leaves or forsakes. Black, White, Puerto Rican keep seeking.For the one true love love. Restoration for the dysfunctional relations. Jesus saves the creation. When you find your man. Go get your Boaz. Become the woman of virtue.Proverb 31 A woman of virtue. Who can find. Her price is worth more than all the bling bling in the world. The men at the work place notice how well her boo looks.Sista, you run your clothes line company.The kids say moms all that! And two bags of chips. Beauty is vain But a woman who fears the Lord. Priceless. Timeless. Peace Uncle D.