These Strong Women

Opinionated.
Secure.
Satisfied in the knowledge
they’re living life on their own terms.

Survivors.
Every one of them.
They have intelligence,
great humor,
charm,
sexiness and sass.

They never apologize,
unless with mock indignation.
They set goals –
have high expectations
and achieve much of what it is
they desire;
though never fast enough
for them.

They fiercely protect the
few things they love;
Whether it be a child,
a boat or
a belief.

These strong women
are not perfect
– but never tell them that.
So often…far, far too often,
these strong women
succumb
to a type of lunacy.

They have an Achilles’ heel –
a vulnerability they protect against.
But once pushed –
these strong women
temporarily crumble.

Some call it being human.
Some say, “Give me a break – it’s no big deal.”
But oh, how I loathe the idea of
these strong women
undermined,
dis-empowered
by a weaker man – or even worse,
their defending of a belief
that they do not themselves believe.

They offer so much
and in so much of their life
they enrich others…make the world better.

Frequently selfish –
except the few times
they really need to be.
They protect others
before themselves.

They let pride and ego
and the habit of being right
influence them,
when on this one occasion;
they would be better served
by the strength of others.

It is the only weakness of
These Strong Women.