WomenA Poem by Bethany WoodyContest writing for the group I Am Woman.March along in little lines holding up your banner signs recognize the changing of the times.
No longer property with no authority It's my mind and my body.
Molly poured without rest And Rosey built to her best Me, I burned a bra in protest.
Down thru all the years with blood, sweat, and tears we won the right to have careers.
But did we get what we really yearned and what did we really learn other then bridges to burn. © 2008 Bethany WoodyFeatured Review
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Added on April 21, 2008Last Updated on April 21, 2008 AuthorBethany WoodyAtlanta, GAAboutThis is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,- The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty. Her message is committed To hands I cannot see; For love of her, sweet .. more..Writing
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