My hips aren’t big, but they aren’t very small. They seem to fit my body and the way I walk.
When I was younger I tried to shake my hips for everyone to see how much I had going on all around me.
My hips would sway from side to side; turning heads on every corner as I went by.
However, all the attention I received wasn’t necessarily great at all. My hips were sending the wrong message about who I was and where I wanted to go. Once I realized I was more than a pair of hips; an artificial tease,
My view of what was really important made my life become so sweet.
I finally figured out it wasn’t just my hips that made me worth knowing, but my head and my heart that made me someone special to know for all the right reasons.
A poem of growth and self-love. My, how we evolve! Thank you for the reminder.