She is I
A laboring gentlewomen who knows no limits,
who wears her three jobs like a crown,
a fighter,
an all she has to show for it?
A cold copper penny.
She still has a good times even if she has very little
stands up for what she does
kind to all that cross her.
"you have beautiful eyes and curly hair."
Others comment but she doesn't listen
she likes her blunt personality,
her smile and even the way her butt jiggles when she walks. she enjoys the short lived moments and the small things,
she loves her blemished lips as well as her elderly lady like hands,
"It means I've worked hard" she reminds herself. i know this because
she is I,
I am her ,
and I am flawless in my own way
and I wouldn't wanna be anyone else.