Dear son: w.o.m.a.n.

Dear son,

As your mom, I have first hand experience on being a woman, let me impart some lessons to you that will help you lead a happy life.

Woman is... The bearer of life. Mother. Sister. Friend. Lover. Wife.
So, think twice before an harmful act towards any woman. Ask yourself how you would feel were some man to mistreat your sister, cousin, friend, lover or mother.

W. Wisdom. Winning every argument against her is not proof that you are wiser than her. Choose your battles wisely.

O. Own. Woman is her own self, belonging to no man. She is equal to man. Treat her as your equal, not as some possession. One can't possess another.

M. Monogamy. Have one partner at a time. Remain monogamous to her, it will save you many woes.

A. Adore. Adore and appreciate her, that's all that is required of you.

N. Needs. Ask her what her personal needs are of/ from you. Each woman is different, with different needs.

Take these tips to heart and practise them for a happy, fruitful life.

Infinite love,
Mom V.

Phenomenal woman- Maya Angelou

Phenomenal Woman: Maya Angelou


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
Phenomenally.
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
Phenomenally.
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

Phenomenally.
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 of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.