{"id":2884,"date":"2025-01-11T16:10:19","date_gmt":"2025-01-11T16:10:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/?p=2884"},"modified":"2025-01-11T16:12:57","modified_gmt":"2025-01-11T16:12:57","slug":"womanhood-by-walking-shadow-poetry","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/womanhood-by-walking-shadow-poetry\/","title":{"rendered":"WOMANHOOD by walking shadow poetry."},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><strong>To the Woman I Was<\/strong><br>I love you.<br>You carried the weight of worlds you didn\u2019t deserve,<br>Fought battles no one saw,<br>And stood tall even when you felt like crumbling.<br>You made choices that weren\u2019t perfect,<br>But they were yours,<br>And they led me here.<br>You did the best you could with what you had,<br>And I honor you for that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>To the Woman I Am<\/strong><br>I\u2019m proud of you.<br>You\u2019ve learned to rise,<br>Even when the ground beneath you trembled.<br>You\u2019ve faced fears head-on,<br>Turned scars into stories,<br>And doubts into determination.<br>You\u2019re not perfect<br>But you\u2019re real,<br>And that\u2019s more than enough.<br>You\u2019ve shown up for yourself,<br>And for that, I stand in amazement of you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>To the Woman I\u2019m Becoming<\/strong><br>I\u2019m excited for you.<br>The world has no idea what\u2019s coming,<br>Because you\u2019re stepping into your power.<br>You\u2019re shedding the old,<br>Embracing the new,<br>And chasing dreams with a fire in your soul.<br>I don\u2019t know exactly who you\u2019ll be,<br>But I know this:<br>You\u2019ll be unstoppable,<br>And you\u2019ll make me proud all over again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>To the past, the present, and the future<br>I love you,<br>I\u2019m proud of you,<br>And I can\u2019t wait to see you soar.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>To the Woman I WasI love you.You carried the weight of worlds you didn\u2019t deserve,Fought battles no one saw,And stood tall even when you felt like crumbling.You made choices that weren\u2019t perfect,But they were yours,And they led me here.You did the best you could with what you had,And I honor you for that. 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