Oh, To Be the Kind of Woman...

Oh, to be the kind of woman whose mere name brings a smile to men's lips, makes them want to buy flowers, take long walks, watch the sunset

Oh, to be the kind of woman whose face makes men want to write love songs, dance a slow dance, paint a picture, cuddle her close and protect her
Oh, to be the kind of woman whose voice makes men want to whisper playfully in the dark, make an early breakfast, watch a love story, fall asleep only to dream of her.

Oh to be the kind of woman, who makes a man fierce as a tiger, want to cuddle kittens, distracted from work, and anxiously waiting for that time to go home so he can see if he's heard from her.

But I am the woman that I am. All of this is inside of me, to be that kind of woman, but fate has created me as something else. I am proud, for I am praised for my independence, my strength, my creativity, my ability to strengthen others. I'm sure God has wisely created me,
but I do dream sometimes....
to be that kind of woman......

Lynni1™♥©1996

We never know what lies deep inside someone. The tears of a clown, the book beneath the cover. It's not in-gratitude for the way we were created...only the sadness of not being able to be the person you are inside.