I AM A GIRL and.... PROUD

Swaddled in soft cotton, I drool
And I hope to make my mom cool -
I smell of her milk and smile in her sweetness.
Will I be dear to her - as her baby, that I am;
Will she care, that I were a female?

Cars, tractors, bears and doll
Playing with tea cups or with ball -
I stain in ink and stink in sweat.
Will I be forced - to be indoors;
Will I be let loose in the neighbourhoods?

Dresses, lipsticks and bags, can they fool
The solder iron, which is my tool -
I date and I study.
Will I need to be pretty;
Will it be fine, if I am just witty?

My vagina dreams,
Adrenaline screams -
I can make love on a mountain top.
Will you care to explore in here;
Will you expect me to stay in the valleys?

Cooking for you pasta
Dancing with you salsa -
Sashaying in gowns and crunch your numbers.
Will we be doing the dishes;
Will I be lost in my wishes?

Now, it is my baby
Caressing is my hobby -
I breastfeed and take care of my body.
Will I be a mom;
or Will I cease to be?

As an infant,
As a young girl,
As a competitive lass,
As a warring woman,
As a confident lady,
As a caring parent: I realize it,
My thoughts, needs and actions,
None of them are or need to be put in black and white boxes -
Defining my boundaries.
Let there be free flow from manliness to womanliness
Let me be free to think and act;
Let me be myself and proud -
As a girl;
Proud as a girl, that I am