Phenomenal Women

I have been blessed with incredible women in my life. They are my family, friends, mentors, counselors, role models, and heroes. They walk beside me everyday, leading by example and encouraging me to try harder, push farther, and do better.

If we have a daughter someday, I will whisper Maya Angelou’s words to her as she sleeps with hopes that she’ll grow up with strength of character and faith in her convictions. I will trust that these women will adopt her and love her as much as they love me. And, I will  pray that she will continue to add strong women to her life, finding them in the most unexpected places, and cherishing every lesson they share with her.

In the meantime, I will use this space as a platform to feature the phenomenal women I know with hopes that someday, a daughter of mine will understand exactly what makes her built-in cheerleaders so special.

This is my ode to phenomenal women everywhere but especially to the phenomenal women who have crossed my path and the ones who have yet to come.

Phenomenal Women so far: Noreen, Nicole, Chocolate, Kim

Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies          
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I 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
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
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
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
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

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