Oh, to be the kind of woman
whose mere name brings a smile
to men's lips, makes them want
to buy flowers, take long
walks, watch the sunset.

Oh, to be the kind of woman
whose face makes men want to
write love songs, dance a slow
dance, paint a picture, cuddle
her close and protect her.

Oh, to be the kind of woman
whose voice makes men want to
whisper playfully in the dark,
make an early breakfast, watch
a love story, fall asleep only
to dream of her.

But I am the woman that I am.
All of this is inside of me, to
be that kind of woman, but fate
has created me as something else.

I am proud, for I am praised
for my independence, my strength,
my creativity, my ability to
strengthen others. I'm sure God
has wisely created me, but I do
dream sometimes....to be that
kind of woman.