Fragile

I don't pretend that I can speak for all women, but I would imagine that a lot of them will identify with at least some part of this poem. I look forward to your comments on this one...

Fragile

be gentle...

that woman's more fragile than you know

she might walk like she's got a big ego

but sometimes that confidence is borrowed

it might not show but her feelings ebb and flow

and she's under the pressure of heavy cargo

including her fair share of sorrow

but she banishes her weaknesses far below

the surface

and keeps going

see that unshakable woman...

she's more sensitive than you think

her head and her heart aren't always in sync

even small matters can make that tall woman shrink

or push her beyond the brink

of what she can handle

but she pulls it together

that spitfire woman...

she's more weary that she seems

see, it's a tiresome thing to have her dreams

trampled before they can be redeemed

all the while swimming upstream

just to get to stability

look deeper

how hard do you look to try to see her?

how far do you go to try to reach her?

how tight do you squeeze to try to keep her?

that woman carries the burden of creation on her shoulders

sometimes you gotta offer to hold her

you can't afford to forget to console her

yeah, i know...she's strong and agile

but please understand

that woman is FRAGILE