ADQ (A Deeva Quickie)
A Woman is just an Ant
An ant can carry 20 times its weight.
I’m willing to place a bet that the average woman carries double that amount on her shoulders on a daily basis. Much like the ant we do it for survival and protection of the colony…maintenance of the home.
The ant is small, seemingly powerless, and insignificant in the eyes of more aggressive and hurtful prey. Yet it still functions, accomplishing miraculous deeds day by day, carrying the weight of others on its back so that “its” kind may function, survive and thrive.
Such is the plight of WOMAN.
We move mountains…
Fragile in our thoughts and emotions
Mighty in our accomplishments and deeds.
Our homes
Our jobs
Our children
and mankind in general
would cease to be
without the equation of those that are womanly.
So next time your world is overwhelming
Next time you feel the weight of the world rest solely on your shoulders,
liken yourself to the ant.
Relish in the fact that because of YOU
Others live
Because of you
Others survive
Because you carry more than your own weight
Our world can thrive.
So Ms. Ant….embrace your destiny,
And if you ever feel like you can’t take all of the pressure upon yourself any more…whistle this song, wink and smile:
Just what makes that little ole ant, think he can move a rubber tree plant…anyone knows and ant, can’t... move a rubber tree plant…but he’s got high hopes…and anytime you’re feeling low, ‘sted of letting go, just remember that ant CAN…move a rubber tree plant!
You are the ant.
You can move a rubber tree plant and anything else you put your mind to do.
You might be carrying the world on your shoulders
But the possibilities in you dictate that you should shake off the thoughts of “I can’t” and replace them with “I can, and I will.”
Learn more about Lorraine Elzia at http://www.lorraineelzia.com/ and purchase her debut novel, Mistress Memoirs, at http://www.peaceinthestormpublishing.com/
A Woman is just an Ant
An ant can carry 20 times its weight.
I’m willing to place a bet that the average woman carries double that amount on her shoulders on a daily basis. Much like the ant we do it for survival and protection of the colony…maintenance of the home.
The ant is small, seemingly powerless, and insignificant in the eyes of more aggressive and hurtful prey. Yet it still functions, accomplishing miraculous deeds day by day, carrying the weight of others on its back so that “its” kind may function, survive and thrive.
Such is the plight of WOMAN.
We move mountains…
Fragile in our thoughts and emotions
Mighty in our accomplishments and deeds.
Our homes
Our jobs
Our children
and mankind in general
would cease to be
without the equation of those that are womanly.
So next time your world is overwhelming
Next time you feel the weight of the world rest solely on your shoulders,
liken yourself to the ant.
Relish in the fact that because of YOU
Others live
Because of you
Others survive
Because you carry more than your own weight
Our world can thrive.
So Ms. Ant….embrace your destiny,
And if you ever feel like you can’t take all of the pressure upon yourself any more…whistle this song, wink and smile:
Just what makes that little ole ant, think he can move a rubber tree plant…anyone knows and ant, can’t... move a rubber tree plant…but he’s got high hopes…and anytime you’re feeling low, ‘sted of letting go, just remember that ant CAN…move a rubber tree plant!
You are the ant.
You can move a rubber tree plant and anything else you put your mind to do.
You might be carrying the world on your shoulders
But the possibilities in you dictate that you should shake off the thoughts of “I can’t” and replace them with “I can, and I will.”
Learn more about Lorraine Elzia at http://www.lorraineelzia.com/ and purchase her debut novel, Mistress Memoirs, at http://www.peaceinthestormpublishing.com/
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2 comments:
That is beautiful
Yes, that indeed was beautiful...and while we are waiting on Adam to show up the distaff side of humanity continues to be the backbone of familial order. Behind every good man is that woman who persevered and hung on in there when all else failed. And there's nothing like the Black woman, who God gave it all to! I get excited every time I think of what ya'll do with and for us! Lemme go find MY woman!!
ACR
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