This poem is dedicated to my beloved habasha women the supremely beautiful and wonderful women on this earth
( In lands where sun-kissed landscapes grace the earth,
Habasha women's beauty finds its glorious birth.
With eyes like stars that shimmer in the night,
Their elegance and grace truly take flight.
Bronze skin that glows like precious amber,
Adorned with traditions that time can't encumber.
Their laughter, a melody, joyfully cascades,
A testament to cultures that history pervades.
Silk threads of history woven in their hair,
A tapestry of heritage, vibrant and rare.
From Ethiopia's highlands to Eritrea's coast,
Habasha women's beauty shines the most.
Injera and spices, flavors that they share,
A warmth and kindness beyond compare.
From ancient roots to modern day,
Habasha women's beauty will forever stay)
( In lands where sun-kissed landscapes grace the earth,
Habasha women's beauty finds its glorious birth.
With eyes like stars that shimmer in the night,
Their elegance and grace truly take flight.
Bronze skin that glows like precious amber,
Adorned with traditions that time can't encumber.
Their laughter, a melody, joyfully cascades,
A testament to cultures that history pervades.
Silk threads of history woven in their hair,
A tapestry of heritage, vibrant and rare.
From Ethiopia's highlands to Eritrea's coast,
Habasha women's beauty shines the most.
Injera and spices, flavors that they share,
A warmth and kindness beyond compare.
From ancient roots to modern day,
Habasha women's beauty will forever stay)