This poem called woman... #caption# Sometimes a man forgets his role that he is a protector and a provider and the woman is always looking up to him. Be the woman in any role and the man in any. Time and again man has ignored his role but the woman didn't. And then she is told that a woman's gaze must never stretch as far as a man's. That his should soar above the seventh heaven, like shooting stars between planets, to find himself on Saturn's rings, But yours, Yours must never exceed the ceiling of your house because you were made different. Your place,
