Phenomenal Woman..Pretty Women

Phenomenal Woman Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size But when I start to tell them, They think I'm telling lies. I say, It's in the reach of my arms The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It's the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can't touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them They say they still can't see. I say, It's in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Now you understand Just why my head's not bowed. I don't shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing It ought to make you proud. I say, It's in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, The need of my care, 'Cause I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. - Maya Angelou!

--This poem by Maya Angelou I had the pleasure to come across one day while reading poems online while I was at work. At the time of my life when I came across this poem I've gained alot of weight &nd I was in a relationship that was very unhealthy for me. I was very insecure about myself and the way I looked I didn't have very much self-confident in me. After reading this poem there was something that hit a nerve in my brain it took me awhile to get a grip on it. I read this poem alot probably couple times a week or every other week. I made a post in my blog on myspace to keep this poem so I wouldn't lose it. It brought me to see myself for the way I am for the way God made me. My flaws and all too always love myself for myself good or bad, skinny or fat, on my pretty days and on my ugly days. It took me awhile to finally find happiness in the way I look the new me to accept everything about me. To walk with my head held high to not care what people thought about me or how they saw me. I may still not have the body I used to have but at this point in my life I am trying to achieve it again but for me & no one else. If I don't seem to achieve the way my body used to look it won't bother me I'll still be happy with myself. It let me know my worth and never to walk with my head down always with it held up high! I hope that every woman in the world has a chance to read this poem at least once in there life & take that strong impression that Maya Angelou is trying to get across to us women. If we can't accept and love ourselves for the way we are how can we expect another to do the same towards us. I hope this empowers women out there too love themselves flaws and all we all can't be the same so that is what makes us all different, that is what makes us all BEAUTIFUL in this world. So with all of that said I hope all you beautiful ladies out there will someday love yourself just for yourself and not be what society thinks we all should be like...