She is a lady of her own, poised and determined.
A lady with a voice so powerful that cannot be silenced.
A lady with her own perspectives and thoughts.
A lady who expresses herself freely amidst stiff opposition and staunch masculinity.
A lady who takes a stand and defends it to the core.
She is ambitious and fierce yet humble and sweet.
She is a lady of many colours.
She is fire, she is water.
She is spice, she is nectar.
She is focused on a clear road map leading to her destination.
She sheds tears in the rain and smiles at the brightness of the sun.
She is the lady in the mirror.
She is the lady reading.
She is the lady listening.
She is a lady of her own.
By Ophelia Allotey