The day at noonThe sun may be sharpThe walk may be longThe steps might be harderThe sand could slow us downThe wind could blind usThe heat would try to grab usThe hopes might fall a littleOur shoes may come untiedOur breath exhaustedOur energy beatenOur feets with blistersBut...We will still go onBecuause oh Woman, YOU DIDYou faced a lot when we were not watchingyou...
