Monday, April 13, 2009
One Year
Monday, April 14, 2008
Thirteenth
Monday, April 7, 2008
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Summer's Here
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Topsy Turvy
Friday, March 14, 2008
Forever
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Happy Women's Month
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
Thursday, February 28, 2008
What's in a name? (Part 2)
Friday, February 22, 2008
Left Behind
Choices… try as you may to avoid them, they always have to be made at one point or another. And it’s funny how one choice that you make could speak so much of what’s really on your head… of what your priorities are.
Everything has been going great for you. We’ve never anticipated such things to happen, but they did. And I’m happy for you. I truly am. You deserve every good thing that’s coming your way simply because of how good a person you are. And I am so proud of you.
But despite this, I have this all-too-familiar feeling of loneliness starting to clutch my being. I feel overshadowed. And while it’s true that you never fail to tell me that you love me, I can’t help but feel all the more alone.
You are slipping away… far beyond my reach. I am so afraid that there would come a time when you would already be out of sight. To where I could no longer hold you… to where I could no longer see you. You are not turning away but everything seems to be conspiring to pull you away from me. And they just might succeed.
Along with my fear is a nagging uncertainty… Do you need me because you love me? Or do you love me because you need me? If the latter is true then I know that sometime soon, I would no longer be of use to you. There are people and circumstances that can provide your wants and needs much better than I could. Your hopes and dreams are coming true. While I am starting to blend in with the walls. I’m fading away. And you’re letting me…
And I feel the bitter cold creeping its way up to me, as I am being left behind…