Blossoms In Her Soul — By The Submissive Helpmeet

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🎶 Verse 1:
She came in tired and rough around the seams,
With trembling hands and once-forgotten dreams.
But whispered prayers and cherry blooms of spring,
Taught her how to soften everything.

🎶 Chorus:
She colours her days in green and in pink,
Not just for beauty—but to help her think
Of love that’s not fleeting, not loud, not wild—
But steady and tender, like the heart of a child.

🎶 Verse 2:
She watches the blossoms with reverent eyes,
And sees how grace can fall from skies.
Her voice grows quiet, her soul grows deep,
She learns to speak less, and kneel more to weep.

🎶 Chorus:
She colours her days in green and in pink,
Not just for beauty—but to help her think
Of love that is forged in silence and flame—
And how it still blooms when there’s no acclaim.

🎶 Bridge:
Love isn’t just hearts or the thrill of a kiss,
It’s grit in the mess, and patience in this—
It’s choosing again, though weary and worn,
To stitch one more thread in the vows she’s sworn.

🎶 Final Chorus (gentle hush):
She colours her days in green and in pink,
A lady in spirit, on the soul’s soft brink.
She’s blooming in places no one can see—
With blossoms in her soul and love’s quiet decree.