The Woman I Want to Be

Who I want to become as I get older

She wears a wreath of wind within her hair

And rides foam-crested waves, with strong feet, bare.

The knotted roots and golden braided sand

Are smoothed just by her gentle healing hand.

Her thirsty mind drinks wisdom, fathoms down.

A tongue of iron bridges thought and sound.

Strong legs have walked, have run, have swum the miles

Yet lips still slip the smile of a child.

Stars watching from their ancient thrones of stone

Crown her for good deeds that went by unknown.

Brooks race and flowers stretch their heads to see--

Behold! A girl so kind, so strong, so free.

Author's Note

Just tell me what you think!

Reviews

[Miguel Chicas]

A beautiful woman who did nothing but good around her, she would have probably brought peace and calm to whatever situation and disaster may come to her and people around her. she was almost like a goddess just the way you described her If only people exist like that in our world now.

[Annie]

Thank you for that review! Just being a shadow of her would make me a better person!

[Sami Khalil]

The last line summed it all up marvelously. It is those rights and qualities that the narrator aspires to behold and become a better person. Excellent...:)..........

[Annie]

Precisely! I dream of becoming The Woman who is intelligent, caring, dignified, and powerful, in such a way that I always positively influence the world. Thank you very much for your review

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. Wonderful. You are welcome...:)......