Women's history month poem — Summary

The way she carries her body Like it's something not to be messed with But yet so gentle Like it's something you wish to be blessed with

The way her voice rises and lowers when she talks It's calming like listen to the waves roll in and out The way her voice flows when she sings It's like something's pulling you in, trying to get you to look at what it sees

The way she dresses Like she's not trying to impress anyone because she doesn't need to try And yet she doesn't show any skin, not because she has something to hide, but because what she presents to you through her smile and laughter is pleasing enough for the eyes.

The way she is so faithful without any shame or insecurity It's welcoming like a warm, cozy cottage in a winter storm It's always open for debate and discussion, and for hugs afterwards

This is the kind of women I wish to be

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Samantha Harper's poem is a portrait of a woman the speaker deeply admires. Each stanza picks out one quality: how she carries herself, how she speaks and sings, how she dresses, and how steady her faith is. The speaker keeps pairing opposites. She is strong yet gentle, effortless yet modest, firm in her beliefs yet open to debate and hugs afterward. That balance seems to be what impresses the speaker most.

The images are soft and comforting: waves rolling in and out, a warm cottage in a winter storm. They make the woman feel calming and safe rather than intimidating. The mood is warm, respectful, and a little wistful. The last line shows that the poem is about more than praise. The speaker sees this woman as a model and wishes to grow into someone like her. Given the title, it reads as a tribute to the women who inspire us.

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