She would stand out
In the midst of any crowd.
Dress her in rags
And she would still be a queen.
You couldn’t hide her power.
It would be obvious to anyone
Just by who she was being.
You would know instinctively
She is a force to be reckoned with
Who no one treats lightly.
She speaks with eloquent passion,
Coming straight from the heart,
With words that stir emotion,
That move people to tears
And then to action.
She is a leader,
The consciousness of the community,
A woman of stature.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
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