Why ever would you celebrate being a woman?
I was asked this question today by a man…
How would a man ever understand…?
He can never be complete without her guiding hand,
Not being a man can itself be a start
The satisfaction from giving is her special art…
A patient and calming soul, is just a couple
Earned over the years of pain & rubble
Today I don't need any cause for celebration
A day full of light and a quiet starry night
Is sometimes enough to fill my life….
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A day full of light and a quiet starry night Is sometimes enough to fill my life. Nice ode to great womanhood. Thanks for sharing.Big! 0+++