Confidence lies in the eyes of the matron,
down to earth, knowing
the grounds on which her legs
hold her up.
By the shore, her giving smile
shines like a lighthouse,
lets the drowning know that unlike
their moon- distant, cold-
there’s a hand to hold, to help
them up onto the sand.
Alphabet Ravine 
Rightly said …as a woman’s body goes through so many changes in a lifetime…no sucking in tummies or anything else
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“No sucking in tummies” I love it. 🙂 Absolutely! Thanks!
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haha…thanks and welcome
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This is gorgeous. Wow. I love the perspective on a beach body and the powerful mother-body of the poem.
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🙂 Thank you very much!
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Beautiful!
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Thank you! And thanks for reading!
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