I asked ChatGPT to write a celebratory poem about womanhood upon detailed instructions. Enjoy:

In the realm of whispers, she resides,

A hidden gem, in shadows hides.

With eyes that mirror galaxies untold,

And a heart of gold, yet kept in fold.

Her laughter, like a melody divine,

Echoes softly, a precious sign.

But she walks with grace, unaware,

Of the beauty, beyond compare.

Her smile, a gentle crescent moon,

Illuminates even the darkest room.

Yet she wears it with such modesty,

Unaware of its captivating majesty.

Her touch, a soothing summer breeze,

Bringing solace to hearts at ease.

Yet she gives it freely, without a thought,

Never knowing the wonders she’s wrought.

In her simplicity lies her allure,

A radiant light, forever pure.

Yet she remains, humble and kind,

Blissfully unaware, of the beauty she’s confined.

For in her eyes, there’s no vanity,

Only warmth and boundless empathy.

So let her shine, in her own quiet way,

The most beautiful woman, who doesn’t know she may.