Where My Girls At?
Where my girls at,
From the front to back,
Well is you feelin’ that,
Put one hand up,
Can you repeat that,
(Performed by 702…Writer(s): R. Stewart, E. Seats, M. Elliott, Rapture D. Stewart, Eric L. Seats, Melissa A. Elliott Copyright: Mass Confusion, E Beats Music, Rap Tracks Publishing, Mass Confusion Prod., WB Music Corp.)
As I began the process of writing this blog I had lots of words for what I have been feeling lately but none of them were quite right. The poet in me (such as it is) kept taking over. Finally I decided to let her have her way. She wanted to send out words of special meaning to the women of her PRIDE. Her daughters, her nieces, her cousins, her Aunties, her close friends and the sisters of her heart. Those that have travelled this journey before her, after her and alongside her. Each of you know who you are and what you are to me but just in case there is any question in your mind…”Where my girls at?”
The best times of my life were spent on “Beaches”
When I was so “Clue-less”.
We were “The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants”
Even when you wore a dress.
Yeah Sister we were living “A League of Our Own”
I was Doris, you were Mae.
But even after years have passed
You still won’t see it that way.
We’ve been our own “First Wives Club” while “Waiting to Exhale”
The bond between us spans time and space
But it doesn’t fail.
My daughters are my sisters too
The future of my PRIDE.
Magnolias made of steel
For them I’d die or ride.
Now we’re about to “Set It Off” like “Thelma and Louise”
And I got my girls with me
Living “The Secret Lives of Bees.”