Woman Is A Treasure

Photo By: Othello Carter

I am my mother's daughter
Proudly I am we
without her there is no me
I celebrate every woman
We are magic
We are love
We are like angels scent down from above
I've watched us make something out of nothing
and bloom in the absence of love
Grow beyond measure
even when we were tethered and bruised
Nothing can stop her
she is woman
a name misused,
confused for weakness,
just a little something for ones amusement, cooking and pleasures
yet she is much more
for her greatness there really is no measure
I applaud every single one of you
YOU
WOMAN
ARE A TREASURE
🙏👑💝
Poem By: Ty Swint 📝
⏰: 10/13/17