Ladies Who Write

Women of a certain age Pour hearts out on the written page. Tarnished by a tangled past Now silence gained a voice at last. Between raising kids and husbands too, And survival, jobs, free moments few, Recording life behind their eyes, The chores got done and families thrived. Beauty wanes, youth’s spark subsides, But a women’s wisdom steadily abides. She stares out from her quiet home, May the drumbeats of her heart be known. Her favorite pen is close at hand The fiercest sword within the land For the woman who lived the fullest life, Tells truth of human joy and strife. Beware they say, she’s old and wise No longer concerned with outward guise She’s just as likely to boldly slay us, To cut us down,and coldly play us. Unshackled now from mediocrity, Beware the woman who's been set free.