pentru femei fenomenale

    Abia cand am trantit cu forta usa scarii am realizat ca-i noapte. In acel moment m-a durut in cot ca-s chiriasa si mi-am permis s-o trantesc cu nervi si cu zgomot. Trecut de 1 noaptea. Odata iesita gerul mi-a plesnit dusmanos fata, apoi plamanii, apoi mainile…La lovitura lui lacrima a inghetat intr-un colt. Nu e timpul sa plang. Nu e timpul sa fug. Atunci am realizat ca e zapada in jur. Munti de zapada. Si atunci am realizat ca-s vie. "Tine-te strans de visuri!" Am ales sa ma plimb …  am ales sa merg in partea stanga asteptand atingerea nevenita a mainii tale. Am ridicat umerii si privirea si am infruntat frigul. Am zabovit in noapte pe-o banca. Si as fi vorbit mult si nu cu mine, dar n-am avut alegere de facut si-am sezut intr-o contemplare tacuta.
    N-am sa fiu nicicand fericita mai mult de 3 zile, dar o sa raman o femeie fenomenala toata viata…
                                                va urma…
 Cu dedicatie pentru toate femeile fenomenale
(Maya Angelou)
 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
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
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
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
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

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