WOMEN’S JOURNEY A master of many trades, In quest to exchange animation to magnitude. Acting never on the spur of the moment. Realizing the final outcome and omitting adulthood. Attributing right and wrong. A mother, the healer of cuts and scratches. The one, which wipes tears away of growing pains. Finding remedy in sickness and sorrow. The protector of good and bad. A teacher, disguised as a friend and loyal companion. The dictator of discipline and freedom, all combined in one. A wife, the one with chores and duties, committed to do and act. The one that cleans, irons, cooks and washes. The waiter of tables, candles, mats and silverware’s without being tipped. A loyal, honest person, tending to maintain attitude. The one which tends to appearance and personal care. The one that has to cross all the T’s and dot all the I’s. The oriented one that pampers, baby, eases tension, and makes relaxation in comfort. The healer of aches, pains and confusions. The one that acts weaker but is stronger in spirit. A daughter, an offspring, the loyal worthy person. A sister, once childhood. A friend, a mother, a sister, a mate, a companion, and female. A Woman, A Female Upon A Quest.
Reason for writing:
Part of a book which I am trying to write.
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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