Dear Women
O ye women, just march ahead,
To naysayers don't bow your head,
Obstacles you may come across,
Bridges several you shall cross, with your wings spread.
Juggling demanding roles many,
Tested you are always sadly,
Treading the fine line of balance,
Emerge stronger with forbearance ‘midst paths stormy.
You may be called the sex weaker,
The jibes and taunts may seem bitter,
Fear not, learn to ignore them all,
Learn to rise after every fall with more vigor.
Always dream big, sky's the limit,
Harness your goals, reach the summit,
Soon you'll hear the bells of success,
Let your golden footprints suppress setbacks with grit.