We are mothers, sisters, daughters, best friends

We are long hair, long nails, long night phone calls

We are dressed up, dressed down for the weekends

We are fixing lip stick in bathroom stalls

We are new jeans, new fads, new minds to wander

We are careful spenders with careful elegance

We are cleaning, cooking, have clothes to launder

We are working each day to prove our relevance

We are the hands that hold your broken pieces

We are the smiles that wipe the soot away

We are the busted hearts when your love ceases

We are the sunshine on your cloudy day

We are not fragile, not stupid, and not to be gained

We are more passion and beauty than can be contained.