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Her Story

Her Story 

Her story 
What lies behind the smile 
Whew, Chile.....
Are you ready? This may take a while 
Her story doesn't get told 
As much as it should 
You see, people remember the bad 
And forget about all the good 
They forget about what women stood for and stood by
This brings tears to my eyes 
Not a single eye dry 
Women have always been 
The reasoning 
Like the meat to the seasoning 
You need it 
We are like an open book 
Read it 
What is written 
It was written with work , hurt, and even through the trials 
She does everything with a smile 
She wants to cry 
But she stands strong 
She is the glue 
She makes it stick 
One thing about it She will find a solution real quick 
She doesn't quit 
She keeps pressing 
Even when she is stressing 
We, as women, are a blessing 
What's your story 
What's mine 
We are all a part of a cloth that turned out pretty fine 
Each stitch has a meaning 
And so does our life 
You see, women. We don't mind, sacrifice 
We sacrifice every day
We cover , we  keep each other lifted in prayer 
Just a call away 
Always will be there 
We are the elegance in the ball
The confidence we have says it all
Who makes it happen 
Us 
We make it through all kinds of stuff 
Even when it's rough 
We patch it up 
We can dig a ditch 
But never get stuck 
We stratergize 
We are not competing 
Not components 
We are a big deal 
Yes 
We are the absolute best 
When you begin reading a book 
You never know how it's going to end 
That's why we encourage everyone  we can win
Even through falling 
Get back up again 
A woman is a man's rib 
He protects her 
But she gives 
She gives her heart 
She gives everything to make a perfect start 
Like a shopping cart 
She keeps rolling 
And doesn't 
Stop 
She gives it all she got 
You see, her story will never be forgot 
And bless her If she is a mother 
Raising kids
On their own 
You see, women are strong 
All day long 
They somehow make it 
With life they shake it up and succeed 
We as women we are the ball point to a pen 
The lines to a paper 
The curtain to the drapes 
We as women can take 
Take a lot 
We are like the water in the pot 
We make some special we are the whistle to a kettle 
When it's done 
We are number one.
We deserve the world 
We run it 
Listen to us you can learn some from it 
We are what people said we couldn't be 
We can do anything 
As long as we set our mind to it 
Yes 
We are the bubble sheet to a test 
Read carefully 
We are so selfless 
You see 
We are givers we have gave 
The way we did pave 
In all of her story 
Remember the one who gets the glory 
And makes her go
Its the Lord jeep him first 
And your life will glisten 
Happy womens month 
Thanks for lending me your ears to listen. 

Written by Concetta Hardnett 
3/2/2024


Copyright © Concetta Hardnett

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