It was just the nudge I needed, I guess
Because on this one I thought I might hide
Some days are easier than others . . I pretend no one else understands
But I know she does, she's lived through them too
Asking the gods . . why and why not and why now
So I pushed myself to the table . . sun streaming into my eyes
Open to the blessings, of friends smart and sassy
And of course in her case, Southern style
What would we do without them . . those women who prod and poke
You've something to share, like a bee in the bonnet
A kick-start full of hope
So here I am at the wordpress. .. a swirl of thoughts and smiles
Maybe it's her chutzpah, this Moxie belle
No ordinary woman to me
A woman of mystery and mayhem, what in her mirror might we see
Revenge and lusty ardor
Oh my god, should she be you or will she be me?
Stay tuned for the next chapter . . . the wheels are beginning to turn
All my love . . my dear :)
