I AM WOMAN

I am a woman,
Strong and mysterious.
I have my pride,
And I have my beauty.

I am a woman,
Thoughtful and true.
Working hard and pure,
For all that I believe in.

I am a woman,
Sensitive and unique.
Walking tall and swift,
Facing each day head on.

I am a woman,
Unlike any creature alive.
Living life fearlessly,
Willing to die proudly.

I am a woman,
And that makes me, me.
Dreams dreamt endlessly,
My hopes will never rest.

I am a woman,
Until the day I die.
Heart held high,
I will walk on.

She has no special talent
No special beauty mark
No invention with a patent
No voice of a comely lark

No hourglass physique
No sunbeam likened smile
No lingering mystique
No manicured nails to file

But what she had she flaunted
With the style of a fur-lined stole
With the chic of a runway model
She flashed her beautiful soul

Mother, as I look back over the years,
I see you there in my memories . . .
soft toned reflections,
like the sun on
a millstone pond at dusk . . .

You've always protected me,
sometimes overly so
and I know you worry,
perhaps too much, trying
to understand my crazy ways . . .
but your love has never wavered.

Your support and insight,
thoughtfulness and encouragement
have been my bridge . . .
a bridge of sighs, smiles and love
that spans the dark chasms
of my existence.

Of all the good things in my life,
those precious things . . .
innumerable stars and rare jewels . . .
you are the most true.

Memories of my youth
Flood over my soul
When I think of Grandma
They make me feel whole
Gathering at her house
With all the family there
We made lots of memories
For all of us to share

Lessons that she taught me
Guide me through the day
If I listened closely
I cannot go astray
Love and commitment
She drilled into me
Making the person I am
Just who I want to be

Grandma has many names
Each one has their chosen
But the name I want her called
Starts with love,
For she is warm and not frozen