She Too Forgets....

There is a short poem about women that's always left me sad, because it doesn't apply at all to me.
"A woman has amazing strenghts.
She can deal with stress and carry heavy burdens.
She smiles when she feels like screaming.
She sings when she feels like crying,
She cries when she's happy, and laughs when she's afraid.
Her love is unconditional. There is only one thing wrong with her..
She forgets what she's worth. "
                                          Author Unknown
  It bothers me for all of the masks and dishonesty, as if it is ok or to be applauded. No.  I read it an think about how women hide, and how we are so beautiful exactly like we are. That our true feelings have value, and need not be covered. I propose another view, that is more fitting for me, and maybe for others.

  A woman's strength is often in her ability to fall completely apart.
  She copes with stresses brought on by an amazing awareness of all that surrounds her and those she loves.
  She smiles, Only when it is true, and you need never doubt her. She screams in inhaled breaths that often make no sound.
  She sings unashamed from the heart of pure joy, and she cries with equal respect for her emotion.
  When she's afraid, it is thorough and consuming, and when she is happy likewise there is no hiding it.
    She will forget her strength when she crumbles, but let a soul frighten one she loves, and she can shake the foundation of any other.
   Her love is unconditional and sure, but her presence must be earned. There is much right with her, and she knows this in her best moments, but she too forgets.

tina jones