This is for all the ladies, who lend helping hands without
taking—who carry purses full of everything from candies, to make-up, and
miracles in the making.
This is for all my sisters reaching for
their dreams, and for the countless mothers who gave theirs up or who
put theirs on hold to give their daughters wings…
This is for all
the grandmothers teaching us the valuable things—by speaking from
experience and sometimes by simply loving…and listening.
Heroes
with handbags walking with grace, kindly nature and common appearance
disguising scarlet capes…hero with the handbag, stand and show your
face…make no mistake—there’s much power beneath the perfume and lace.
Fighting
everything from pantyhose to a drippy nose…mending a broken heart with
knowledge impart…all the while pushing a shopping cart…
Giving
life, showing love, and causing laughter while paying bills, working,
and learning—succeeding while having so many others to look after…
With
quiet strength and subtle power—acting with courage and strength—
living with passion and fire, those with handbags are the heroes I
admire.
Heroes with handbags acting without fame or trace,
healing the world’s ills with a warm embrace…hero with the handbag you
have formed our base—the place from which my dreams I’ll chase…in my
heart, there’ll always be a place…
For my Heroes with Handbags and a kindly face.
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