A Mother's Advice to her Daughter
Cast your cares to the windof what you might become
You are a flower in growth
and with time you will bloom
Let and the rain
gently pour over you
chase the shadows away
let the stars be your guide
There is so much in you
that you can't clearly see
You are a rare precious stone
being carved to its form
Take each day as it comes
giving thanks up above
for the growing you've done
for the pearls and the stones
For it all slowly adds
and becomes intertwined
to our lives giving warmth
to the dark shedding light
IF you could like my heart
clearly see who you are
you would walk unafraid
bith both feet on the ground.
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