Daughter

She comes,
She smiles,
She touches,
She holds,
She hugs,
She cares,
She gives me a name.

She is my friend,
She is my life,
She is my destiny,
She is my love,
She is my flower,
She is my fragrance,
She is my light,
She is my twittering bird,
She is my face ,
She has given me purpose,
She is my blessing,
She is my daughter.

Her future is my future,
Her sound is my path,
Her journey is my journey,
Her smile is my treasure.

She has to fly,
I have to give her wings.
She has to be traditional,
I have to give her rituals,
She has to be for sure,
I have to give her opportunities.
She has her own identity,
I have to give her strength.
She is a gender,
I have to make her perfect.
She is the maker,
I have to give her time.

She should be self,
She should be a book,
She should be easy,
She should be tough,
She should be water,
She should be wind,
She should be earth,
She should be open,
She should be closed,
She should be medium,
She should be maker,
She should be power,
She should be inspiration.

She should be for others,
She should be creative,
She should be for nature,
But she should be for her own.

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