For Women Everywhere

I wanted to write a poem about a woman.

I stopped myself because I started thinking

of how cliche this would be.

Would it be based on a person I know?

Would it be a composite of people and

characteristics?

Would I try to pull a personality from

pure imagination?

The options that were presenting themselves

continued to grow.

Regardless of which of those routes I chose

how would I portray her?

Would I present her as some ideal beauty in

both thought and form?

Would I show her as wondrous but flawed?

Perhaps plain and dour?

Maybe she would be an artist of some type.

It's hard to say where I would have gone

with those thoughts.

Actually,

those thoughts led to this.