Phenomenal Woman
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's 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 step,
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 in 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 of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
AMAZON, BARNES AND NOBLE |
I wrote Whispers of a Legend because of my daughters. I wanted both of them to understand that the road before them winds but to live...really live...you will persevere and hold to your dreams.
6 comments:
A beautiful poem. Congratulations to your daughter!
Thanks, Jannine. It was a wonderful day even though it downpoured. So much it front of them. Happy Day!
Beautiful sentiments! Congratulations to your wonderful daughter. I look back at myself at that age and wonder how I survived all the inner despair to enjoy life the way I do today. And I realize, it was the dreams and goals I set for myself! I am living them today.
Imagine how lovely your daughter will do without the youthful despair slowing her down! Amazing. :-)
Regina,
Thanks for the kind words. It is dreams and goals that see us though, isn't it? You always have to dream.
Love the poem! Congrats to your daughter on graduating; may the twists and turns in her road hide only joyful things.
Thanks, Glenys. I hope so too.
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