Posts
WOMEN R LIKE FLOWERS
To everyone who is a part of this beautiful garden...
To the women who are like flowers.... each one in her own
each one with her own fragrance..
each one with her own little world.....
This thread is dedicated to all the women ...ever
The "LOVELY" woman is quite another type. She may be small or large, distinctly beautiful, pretty, or merely interesting, but she is always spoken of as "lovely." She is seldom forceful in character or noticeably strong; but she possesses an individuality of her own and it is always winning and never aggressive. Without any effort on her part, you always feel that she is unselfish, kind-hearted and pure-minded. She praises other women and enjoys other's pleasures, and is thoughtful in small things.
Then there is the distinctly "INTELLECTUAL" woman, who is so alarmingly well-informed on all subjects, and so anxious to have you realize her mental superiority. She has thought on every subject under and over the sun, and has formed her convictions on all matters, and the instant you broach a subject she hastens to assure you that she knows all about it. She sometimes possesses handsome features, but her too active intellect has sharpened them, and hued away the curves of beauty.
The "USEFUL" girl is another type. She can sew, cook a dinner if need be, amuse children, assist in getting up entertainments for other people to participate in, dance enough to fill up an impromptu set, play cards well enough to take a hand when the old people need her, and she is an excellent nurse, and reads aloud well, and sings a little—enough to rock a child asleep or to help out a chorus. She is not noticeable in any way—is neither pretty nor ugly, and is very simple in her attire. Everybody makes use of her, and everybody likes her.
Then there are the every-day "PRETTY GIRLS"—pretty with youth, and hope, and good spirits merely — who have no distinguishing traits or peculiarities but who please the eye while it ,beholds them, like the common field-daisies, buttercups and clover blossoms growing by. the roadside. And again, there are the critical, pessimistic, faultfinding, fault-discovering women, who
always make you feel dissatisfied with yourself and the world; and these are the prickly-pears, the burrs and thistles of womankind.
Not all women can become the human flower of their choice, but all women can, at least, avoid becoming weeds and thistles.
She is like the green "everlasting" or old-fashioned "live-forever" plants — scentless, and not beautiful, yet indispensable in a garden. Everybody needs it in a bouquet to serve as a background for the bright flowers, but nobody cares for it for itself. No man ever thinks of plucking it for his boutonniere, but he appreciates its effect and value in the garden.
She is inclined - to treat men exactly as she treats women, because she is so sweet and pure minded, and unconscious of her own loveableness. She is seldom a belle, but she has always a host of loving friends and tender admirers, and her husband regards her as a sort of cross between an angel and a child. She brings out all that is best in him without attempting a reform. Women are seldom jealous of her, because her innate goodness is felt by one and all.
To the women who are like flowers.... each one in her own
each one with her own fragrance..
each one with her own little world.....
This thread is dedicated to all the women ...ever
The "LOVELY" woman is quite another type. She may be small or large, distinctly beautiful, pretty, or merely interesting, but she is always spoken of as "lovely." She is seldom forceful in character or noticeably strong; but she possesses an individuality of her own and it is always winning and never aggressive. Without any effort on her part, you always feel that she is unselfish, kind-hearted and pure-minded. She praises other women and enjoys other's pleasures, and is thoughtful in small things.
Then there is the distinctly "INTELLECTUAL" woman, who is so alarmingly well-informed on all subjects, and so anxious to have you realize her mental superiority. She has thought on every subject under and over the sun, and has formed her convictions on all matters, and the instant you broach a subject she hastens to assure you that she knows all about it. She sometimes possesses handsome features, but her too active intellect has sharpened them, and hued away the curves of beauty.
The "USEFUL" girl is another type. She can sew, cook a dinner if need be, amuse children, assist in getting up entertainments for other people to participate in, dance enough to fill up an impromptu set, play cards well enough to take a hand when the old people need her, and she is an excellent nurse, and reads aloud well, and sings a little—enough to rock a child asleep or to help out a chorus. She is not noticeable in any way—is neither pretty nor ugly, and is very simple in her attire. Everybody makes use of her, and everybody likes her.
Then there are the every-day "PRETTY GIRLS"—pretty with youth, and hope, and good spirits merely — who have no distinguishing traits or peculiarities but who please the eye while it ,beholds them, like the common field-daisies, buttercups and clover blossoms growing by. the roadside. And again, there are the critical, pessimistic, faultfinding, fault-discovering women, who
always make you feel dissatisfied with yourself and the world; and these are the prickly-pears, the burrs and thistles of womankind.
Not all women can become the human flower of their choice, but all women can, at least, avoid becoming weeds and thistles.
She is like the green "everlasting" or old-fashioned "live-forever" plants — scentless, and not beautiful, yet indispensable in a garden. Everybody needs it in a bouquet to serve as a background for the bright flowers, but nobody cares for it for itself. No man ever thinks of plucking it for his boutonniere, but he appreciates its effect and value in the garden.
She is inclined - to treat men exactly as she treats women, because she is so sweet and pure minded, and unconscious of her own loveableness. She is seldom a belle, but she has always a host of loving friends and tender admirers, and her husband regards her as a sort of cross between an angel and a child. She brings out all that is best in him without attempting a reform. Women are seldom jealous of her, because her innate goodness is felt by one and all.
0 comments:
Post a Comment