Frail

Let me not think on’t

Frailty, thy name is woman!

Oh Shakespeare, thus you spoke

N branded as frail, women forever

Yet she is the one who nurtures life

For days and months as untold risks

And discomfort is endured with a smile

She walks the tightrope of home and work

Juggles a dozen apples and yet does not shirk

From dawn to dusk, her work never ends

Even in sleep for home n hearth she plans!

From rocking the cradle to handling the ladle

From picking up a pen to picking up a scalpel

She does it with a panache sincerity n a smile

Hey Shakespeare I call it Holy Grail not frail

Calling all u Shakespeares out there, she’s not Frail!

In response to Daily Prompt. Frail

eddaz July 19, 2016 / 2:26 am

This is a wonderful post. Women are precious.

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- Aruna@RipplesnReflections July 19, 2016 / 3:32 pm
  
  You said it!! 🙂 Thanks a ton for the good words!
  
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  - eddaz July 19, 2016 / 3:44 pm
    
    You are welcome
    
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Vonita July 19, 2016 / 4:19 am

I love your excerpt! Great thoughts x

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- Aruna@RipplesnReflections July 19, 2016 / 3:33 pm
  
  Thanks Vonita for the constant encouragement…. ❤
  
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Anonymous July 19, 2016 / 7:36 am

Yes indeed … well said. Lovely lines … full of conviction

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Aruna@RipplesnReflections July 19, 2016 / 3:34 pm

Thank you ….. Great to hear that!!

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suranch July 20, 2016 / 10:47 pm

totally agree with u

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- Aruna@RipplesnReflections July 21, 2016 / 12:57 am
  
  Thanks Anu…. U are a real gem!
  
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