OK So My Friends Are the Coolest

Whether they're lifelong friends since childhood, or recent ones I've picked up along my journey in life, my friends are the best!  They are my friends for good reason.  I would start listing them, however we would then be here until I die....which will be a long time from now, I figure.  It would probably feel like that part in the Bible all about the "begats" (you know the geneology part, Genesis 11?)....and even then I'd probably have accidentally left someone out.  So, let me elaborate on just one today: Cherie.  We're cut from the same cloth in so many ways.  Today she re-shared a fabulous post from 2 years ago about blog hugs.  So good, check it here: Bakow Babble: {Wayback Wednesday - My Readers All Time Favorite Post}.  I couldn't have said it better myself!

After reading through her post, I got to reflecting on her and my many other friends.  These friends are a part of my life because they are phenomenal!

So in honor of my phenomenal friends, here's one of my all-time favorite poems, written by the regal Ms. Maya Angelou:

Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman

Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman

Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman

Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need for my care.
’Cause I’m a woman

Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Love you, phenomenally!!!!


Cherie said...

That is an awesome poem! I have not read much of Maya Angelou but I can see why she is so fabulous! It's truly is phenominal being a woman!!

Thanks for the bloggy love and here is your bloggy {{{HUG}}}} today.

I am also so glad I know you in the real life and have actually given you a real hug :D

Friends are DA-BOMB!! Especially wonderful friends like you :D Friends just make life sweet!!

Valerie said...

What an awesome poem. Cherie is great! I don't know her in person, but have fun getting to know her more and more on her blog (and by her blog hugs she leaves on my blog). How fun that you've met!

Garden of Egan said...

That is a beautiful post. I love Cherie too!
I can hardly wait to meet YOU!!!!!

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