TheChubGrubsAndTravels

I was born a little girl innocent and carefree With time I grew up not knowing how fast I failed to realize That time fails wait for anyone The hands of the clock ticked on seasons changed rapidly with leaves People came into my world Some stayed on,while others refused to look back Now I'm at the crossroads of life Deciding what I want to do and become It isn't an easy choice  For there is a particular type of woman I want to be I want to be that woman  who has compassion in her eyes and warmth in her heart who is a reader of many minds who can differentiate between emotions who will prioritize her people :the right ones from the wrong and who can swim strong through several tides I want to be that woman   who is God fearing and  worshiping who practices what she preaches who can inspire young girls who will throw tantrums now and then,yet simmer down who will PMS to no end and shamelessly admit it I want to be that woman who will be her own mouth