Woodrow Wilson Bridge Women

Let your hair 

Down and don’t 

Feel bad for escaping 

your life.

Leave it on the 

state line. 

Roll down 

Your windows 

And use the wind

and rivers

scent to 

fuel your

trip. 

The music

will get you 

to your

exit.

Let the beat

steer 

the wheel

and the words

pick your

roads. 

It might feel

overwhelming

Because you

never saw a women 

in your life do this.

Drive 

this 

Life.

You heard the voices in 

Your head 

tell you no.

But instead 

of keeping them quiet 

You invited them 

with you

on this freedom

drive. 

You let the birds

know you were

a women

who crosses 

bridges and never 

would apologize 

for it. 

You would let

your blonde hair

catch your 

dreams in the 

wind.

And as you 

would adjust

your rear view 

mirror you 

would wink

to me in the back 

seat to

let me know

what was

possible. 

Your journey

became my

path to strength.