I have noticed a theme in my life. Every time I begin to care too much what others think of me, or what others may say of me, the worst of each befalls me, wrestles me to the ground, until I no longer care about either. As it should be.

Long Flowing Skirts

 

I have come to love long flowing skirts.

 There’s something about how they make me feel.

Maybe it’s the illusion that makes them so ideal.

You see that feminine swishing skirt being tossed in the breeze.

Don’t  be fooled, I am not weak…

The skirt transforms with ease.

Today, it might be a heroine’s cape.

Tomorrow, an eagle’s wings.

Mama’s Big Shoes.

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