Women of the Family
To sisters, mothers, cousins, aunts
I know who really wears the pants.
Who nurtures, loves with earnest tone
and leads beyond the doors of home.
'Tis she who got me where I'm at
Taught me at the table sat.
She's always held my trembling hand.
Held the high'st office in the land.
So thank you ladies in my life
Who cared and stared down all my strife.
Who taught me what to do and say,
to be a better man today.
For all I am and hope to be
I owe the women of the fam-i-ly.
Copyright © David Brooks | Year Posted 2016
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