I miss the women in my life...
All strong and virtuous in their own way.
Years of experience surviving the hard things in life,
I miss their presence, advice, and understanding.
A soft shoulder to cry on, "It will be alright, it will be alright... "
A warm soft hug.
Their sweet smells comforted, reminding me I am not alone.
Yes, I miss the women in my life...
Now, I am the woman in their life...
Am I strong enough?
I will be because I love them...
All strong and virtuous in their own way.
Years of experience surviving the hard things in life,
I miss their presence, advice, and understanding.
A soft shoulder to cry on, "It will be alright, it will be alright... "
A warm soft hug.
Their sweet smells comforted, reminding me I am not alone.
Yes, I miss the women in my life...
Now, I am the woman in their life...
Am I strong enough?
I will be because I love them...
So makes me think of my maternal grandmother who was absolutely my second mom (and sometimes first mom!).
ReplyDeleteBeautifully done.
This reminds me of my mother. It was her shoulder, her arms, and her reassurance of "it will be alright" that I miss.
ReplyDeleteI was missing her today. Thanks for this post!
I am so thankful you are my woman :)
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