The long dress today.

Nothing fancy

But fanciful and bold,

To compel me to

Act as I’m called,

Embrace the adventure

Of womanhood.

The bread must be

Made today,

And the garden wants

Weeding. Wait -

The teething baby

Begs consoling

As I return to

Planning and inventing.

The long dress fits

For all today’s action;

Inspires contentment,

Allows modesty,

Eases burdens of

Self-pity and fatigue

Because I feel as I am:

Beautiful.