A Woman of Capacity

^{By Annette Gagliardi}

She is a woman of Capacity
There is much she wants to know.
Her abilities are endless
Her flair for competence is sufficient to arouse suspicion.
Give her the full measure of life for she is up to the test.
Her boundless intelligence is as keen as a rapier
and bright enough to light the stars of heaven.

She is a woman of capacity
There is much she wishes to do
She is a Jill of all trades
Her caliber has no match as efficient or vigorous.
Give her the hard jobs no one wants for her tools are of great might.
Her prowess endowed early and often enables her to work
at all hours of the day and night.

She is a woman of capacity
There are places she yearns to go
She is a truth seeker
Her journeys explore the realities and profundities of existence.
Give her the theories you find most sincere
For she will hold them up against the harsh light of reality
and suffer the consequences.

She is a woman of capacity
Her hunger fills her up----to overflowing
She swells with its weight
There are volumes to exhume; to revel and delight in.
Give her the entire degree of hardships and hindrances to champion.
Its amplitude stretches her senses
They broadcast the world and serve to assuage her beast of craving.

I wrote this poem for the women in my life who serve as role models. They are fearless, hard-working, wonderful and wonderous, intelligent, courageous and 'all that'. I dedicate this poem to my grand mothers who lived in a time when women had to be more and do more without recognition. My grandmother once told me that she had done "so much for so many, for so long that  she was now qualified to do anything with nothing at all."  then she laughed the tinkle of delight that was her laugh.