Falling In Love

So the girl falls in love with a boy...

Yeah, just kidding

The girl falls in love with herself

madly, deeply in love

She is not Juliet, she is Diana

She is a young Ms Helen Reddy

"I Am Woman Hear Me Roar"

Ladies- are you ready for this?

Take notes

She gets ready for the day

Walks past a mirror and sees in the reflection hips that seem to get wider

each time she passes by  

She addresses this not with dreams of changing her frame-

but with a

"Daaamn girl" and a little wink as she walks out the door

Because She Is Beautiful

She ratchet straps her kayak to the top of her car-

strengthening her muscles in the open rather than in the confines of a gym

Breathes fresh air that fuels her powerful lungs that pump life into her poems

Because She Is Independent

In the same strong breath but a completely different sense

She tips a Rumchata bottle a extra time into her favorite mug containing Monday night hot chocolate

Because She Deserves It

She crawls into what some would call an empty bed to be encased in new, warm, lavender scented fleece sheets

There isn't even one side of that bed just for her that feels cold- or lonely.

Because She Has Herself

She sips, and engulfs the strength of women before her

in books she treated herself to hours of searching for

Because She Can

She likes to think that Emily, Edna, Maya, and Kate would be

Proud

She sleeps soundly, and wakes up the next morning to repeat this romance

She begins each day by falling in love with herself over and over again

Because She Is Worth It