Sunday

Woman, Here to Stay

It appears as if this woman is here to stay. She's stayed with me through all of this. I see her get stronger every day, I see her accept her weakness every day. She rises to the surface more often than not. She is flourishing under a soft touch.
She is living life on her terms. Throwing other's cautions to the wind. Appearing perhaps reckless to others who are looking from the outside in. They can only see through the window, they don't actually live in the house. Avoiding people who want to tell her how she should be, what she should do. Gravitating to people who smile instead of frown when she speaks of him.

2 comments:

Chris said...

Astounded by those gently smiling people who insist that her happiness is what really matters. Smiles not of sufferance or tolerance, but of love.

Wacala said...

Avoiding people who want to tell her how she should be, what she should do.

Looking through your own eyes instead of through the eyes of others.

Your eyes are bright, they're clear, they're open and they're yours for you to see.

Beautiful eyes.