I Am a Woman

Every month, I loose blood. My , abdomen, every part of my body - gives me pain.. For days.. I cry, I hardly move. I'm a woman that owns a complicated body. that bleeds and breasts that are hard to carry.. But does that matter? when from my an infant comes and when my breasts give milk and warmth. Every pain comes to its minimal then grows beautiful when it comes to know its significance. I share every part of my body, giving its everything ..to such an extent, that my body remains not mine it shares its owner.