Recognition of Women’s Spirit

Recognition of Women’s Spirit

I am free. 

I always have choices. 

I choose to live in a state of gratitude

I don’t choose to peer down

Oh poor me lane

Though it oft looked inviting

Seemed to promise delights

It led instead to “aint it awfulness” pain

I’m choosing relief of the

Grief of the less 

Whatever its source

I can stay to the course

Reaching out for the hand

Of the provider

I always have choices

So I’ll state it right now

I’ll not be distracted

Divided, conflicted

The sign clearly reads

To me it’s restricted