Woman Enough

I used to believe I was not woman enough

that I was not worthy of the thing we all call love

why would I be?

I can not even birth a child of my own

no one wants someone with a broken womb.

The sadness takes over and the pains start to pile

all while I watch other women do the things I would die for.

One day I finally realized maybe I was meant to be this way

maybe I was meant to be a mother to someone else's spawn

someone who couldn't do what I could do for that child.

I could love them like they were my own,

I could support them like I would my own,

I could shower them with a love so strong no one could ever break our bond.

I am enough.

I am a woman.