Reach in there
oh no, it's no blunder.
Sometimes for no reason
you reach in just to please them.
It's quite a compliment really that out of "the hole"
you find something that will help reach the goal.
a note to a friend
"god bless you"
A woman, A mother
has just a couple things.
A couple things that are all her own.
Things that belong to just her.
the list of no's can never end.
For that is all her own.
She may give up some rights,
to spare her days from some fights
about many things that come up with life.
There is one thing she holds sacred.
One thing you can't take from her.
To you it may seem crazy,
Don't worry it's nothing racy.
If you think you should spy,
be "that guy".
But it seems rather desperate
to take that one thing,
Her from her purse.
Some women's are large, some woman's are small.
Some are designer, some are bottom liners.
My advice to all women
the fact remains
you HAVE to maintain
that special spot,
it's all you've got.
All that's yours,
It may not have a door,
But it is all yours.
Some would call it a black hole.
Really it's a window into your soul.
Don't let anyone take it
Your a woman, a mother
Not just some cushion.
You deserve all that is yours
all that you have
even if you keep it in that shoulder bag.
Maybe that's why I have so many
to let the world know
how I feel that day
What it is I have to say
To me they are small treasures
There just is no measure to the value of one
that one thing that's all your own
That one thing that controls the gypsy soul
the one that we all know we have
as mothers and women and keepers of men.
The desire to go.
Put all you have in that huge bag.
Call it your own
more so than your home,
or your thoughts that you write in a journal.
brothers, fathers, uncles, cousins, boyfriends, all others.
keep in mind if and when you find
her purse lying open..
That it's all she has on her own
after she shares with you her home.
Don't take that from her.
Don't fake that you don't care.
Just let "her be"
It's all that she has
in that one bag.
Leave it alone
that window, the one to her soul,
only gets broken with a stone.
That stone also shatters trust, faith, respect.
After that for her,
We'll give you all you want.
we'll give you all we've got.
Just leave us our bag,
it's all that we have.
Don't touch it,
Don't move it.
Don't disrupt what we have.
What we carry inside us,
we carry in there.
We handle with care,
our own little trust.