In the womb of hope and fear, her unborn fingers beckon you near
A whisper in your ears,” Let me live”, she pleads
She is a part of you, Let her breathe.

She might play with dolls, yet worship Whitman
And dream of ruling The Wall Street
She is the glorious twinkle of your eye; she is a daughter, a sister
Love her equal, no less.

Like movie and popcorn, beer and football,
She is the lighthouse in your thunderstorm.
She laughs, she cries, she feels
From the depths she pulls you, she will heal
She is a dear friend, value her.

Stands like a rock when you’re are low, yet
Melts like a candle in your arms aglow
She’ll love, she’ll care, give it back double
She is a wife, a girlfriend. Appreciate her.

She will listen to it all with a smile,
As you yell at and tell her lies.
Gentle, forgiving as a flower, yet
Fierce as Durga to teach you what’s right.
She is a mother. Acknowledge her.

She is invincible yet vulnerable.
Beautiful and sensitive yet so determined.
Her heart filled with love and stars in her eyes.
Many forms she might take, yet she is one
She is a woman. She is YOU.

Dedicated to all the amazing women out there.Feel special everyday,because you are!
Cheers!