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We're all so powerful, physically, mentally and emotionally. We can have BIRTH! And while I've never experienced that, I realize how friggin' HUGE that is!
Hugs to all the other women. You are all beautiful in my eyes!
Fashionable Fun
I think work in general is supposed to be a more emotionless state (though this doesn't always happen in practice).
I like to be schooled sometimes (sometimes I said!) and some women have my number, every time. I like that. Adds to my humility.
And yes D...werd on high heel boots!
Skin. Legs. Grace. Elegance. Intuition. The walk and way of a woman on a mission.
I love how capable women are. I recognize this especially in women older than myself (being 28). I'm always in awe of how older women - mother's generation, grandmother's generation - can do the biggest tasks (what may seem big to my generation) with such ease and speed - whipping up a batch of soup, packing up a house, cleaning anything...they've just got it down and it's no. big. thing. (insert finger snaps here). They don't complain they just get it done and do it well.
PHENOMENAL WOMAN
by Maya Angelou
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies
I'm not cute or built to suit a model's fashion size
But when I start to tell them
They think I'm telling lies.
I say
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips
The stride of my steps
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please
And to a man
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees
Then they swarm around me
A hive of honey bees.
I say
It's the fire in my eyes
And the flash of my teeth
The swing of my waist
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say
It's in the arch of my back
The sun of my smile
The ride of my breasts
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say
It's in the click of my heels
The bend of my hair
The palm of my hand
The need for my care.
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me.