Woman
I want to brush-off the woo man. And love every other woman. I want to be a woman who can keep secrets. And dare to tell the bitter & sweet truths. I want to lend a helping hand. And sink & swim with woman in storm. I want to wipe her raining tears. And tell her to bundle up her fears. I want to stir my solemn slumber. And tell myself that age is a number. One day we will be that woman. Our choice to woo or not to woo a man.