full of life and flame
none can blow out this light
I'll not fit into some man’s wooden frame
I’ve turned my arms into wings
now see how high I’ll fly
my hips have carried a child

my legs have walked for miles
my hands have baked and sewed
eyes have wept and glowed
this ***** that fed my babies
now flops and hangs so lazy
the stretch marks across my stomach
are from birthing two boys
whose heads had plummet

the line on my face showing my age
are filled with love now and sage
my head hasn’t swelled, only my ankles
for standing for years in this shell
I buried my father and mother
as God took my son’s only brother
and smiled through all the pain
dancing and singing in the evening rain