Answer Me This....

As females, we stand strong and firm in the outward semblance of womanly dignity; as young women, we seem strong and able to cope with anything the world can throw at us. We hold our heads high, and to all intents and purposes we are already adult females.

Why is it that sooner or later a man comes into Life who sees past the charade, looks past the veneer of womanhood and sees the little girl beneath? A man who sees past the illusion of strength and everything a woman should be, and into the hopes and fears that lie beneath....?


(Posted @ 16.34 GMT Saturday 10/06/06)