glad i am a girl

i am .. glad that is.. i love being a girl.. i love how i feel ..how my emotions are well.. emotional .. out there.
the way my smile can change someones day, break a heart, ease a mind..make someone forget..
i love the way my skin feels, soft and warm..

am glad i think differently to men .. not that its bad,just how we perceive the world... our view points enriching, diversifying, open to discussion and argument.
our differences to be celebrated and welcomed, i like being the fairer sex, we are equal,bringing our own unique abilities, the perfect balance...just as nature intended.

i love that i can bear life,have a human grow inside me,nurtured and safe. feeling the power that comes with that... earth shattering and soul defining.
i love the weakness in me,the vulnerability i feel.. the strength that comes from that acknowledgement.

i enjoy my multi faceted personality having the chance to dress up, down or in what ever i like .. so many options, so little time !

being a girl is wonderful, whilst i empathize at so many women who suffer and have so much strife and pain in their lives.. i have to breath and share my joy and good fortune at my bliss of girldom..
i like being treated like a girl should be, with love and respect, with awe and sometimes confusion,being held and kissed and stroked.

i love to see the smiling faces of my dancing girls,spinning in front of me, lit up with the joy of the music and bodies reeling..
feeling the energy on the dance floor as we all hit the sweet spot..

so if i had a choice would i want to be a boy?..maybe for a day ..just to walk in their shoes for better understanding.. but ...
oh no... i love being a girl.. and a damm fine one at that..