Happy Blessed 40th Birthday to the Queen of my heart, my gorgeous mom, Ma, Aunty Mary, Auntizer as I affectionately call her. This phenomenal woman feeds my soul with her strength and wisdom and it weren’t for her unwavering support, guidance, love and care through my best and worst days, I would have been empty and lost soul. I am so grateful to God for blessing me with such a lovely and strict mother who loves me so unconditionally at all times. I pray that God can grant her a long, healthy, happy and wealthy life in all aspects. She deserves nothing but the best because she is the world’s greatest mom. Mom turns 40 today and she has the sweetest heart like that of a 16 year old. God bless her sweet heart because I love her immeasurably.
My mom who is young at heart and says “Hi girlfriend” every
time she calls me and we never put the phone down without saying "I love you". The only woman who has my school ID picture on her
steering wheel and on the glass that covers the speedometer because I might be
out of sight but I’m not out of mind. My mirror reflection.
Happy 40th Birthday Ma, I give you full
permission to start living your life like its golden because you have been so
selfless and gave me your all at times, which i appreciate so much and thank God for you at all times and afterall, life begins at 40.
Phenomenal
Woman
BY MAYA
ANGELOU
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
for my care.
’Cause
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal
woman,
That’s
me.
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