Coz a woman like her

is always on a high

from the deep breaths daily

spoonfuls of honey

a song in her heart

and head so light

a lilt in her steps

a dance in her sound

a swing to her moods

doldrums in her hips

feet so bright

eyes so sharp

a jiggly wiggly bum

and laughter so loud

tantrums in her smiles

unafraid in her stance

proud of her paths

sure of her ways

a woman like her

is always on a high

no weed no spirit

can get her higher

coz her soul is minted

fresh each day

and her days awash

with hopes so bright

her nights colorful

with dreams so light

tears that stream unshy

screams and sniffles

all venture forth

out on trips often

she must be dreamy

or a dream already

she must be a fool

or foolish you must be

to take her seriously

or maybe not

really, for a woman

like her is on a high

literally no weed

no spirit flowing free

just her faith and her ways

and courage she gathered by

It must be a pleasure

to have her by

with laughter and smiles

flowing free.