To the ladies with hearts like a monarch butterfly.
To the ladies who pirouette through hurricanes.
To the ladies scribbling the story in the quiet.
To the ladies worshiping every curve on the road of their silhouette.
To the ladies who untied their corset strings and broke free.
To the ladies with history painted on their skin like graffiti.
To the ladies who have an opera in their spirit.
To the ladies refusing to apologize for a bold footstep.
To the ladies plucking stars out of the sky for their children.
Let glasses be raised.
Let the applause be thunderous.
Redefine what it means to be a woman.
A love letter to every kind of lady there is out there and every lady who has come before us on this International Women’s Day.
P.s. – I don’t consider myself a great poet, but today, I had the writing bug, and didn’t have the heart to ignore it this time.
Write with Heart,