Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Raising a girl

I can see you clearly now
how scared you are to speak
to play with the other children
and how you hide deep deep 
inside seeking a nest
somewhere to be quiet.
You comb your hair
you wear your dress
you tie your sandals.
This labor lasted many years.
And the birth just as many.
You have finally become me.
You step up firmly
you leave the nest
and walk on strongly
towards love.

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