I wrote this in honor of today. The second one I wrote last year inspired by all the women I know.
In the company of many.
We listen, we gather, finding our strong.
The road we have journeyed,
worn and long.
Many faces, backgrounds and colors are we.
Many histories and stories
in memories we see.
At times alone, feeling unsheltered and cold.
A time that we fight through,
daring to be bold.
I see you there, working hard and striving,
Finding your place,
your stride to thriving.
Never underestimate the power we share,
You are not alone, for collectively,
we do care.
There is power in us, there is passion in we.
Our histories, though varied,
bring our visions to be.
I wrote the one below last year.
I Thrive.
My thanks,
For I thrive on the backs of those before me,
Who let me push the full weight of my soul,
Upon their fighting minds and wise ways.
They, who saw themselves as not inferior,
Not to be owned,
Not to be ignored.
For theirs is a might unlike anything in this world,
A wonder upon which to be revered.
A roar meant to be heard.
We stand alongside humankind,
Being kind, working hard, adding value to…
Humankind.
Thank you to the many of my kind.
Om She Said 