Written for my beautiful daughter:
My blue-eyed little Angel Girl
Once draped in black disguise
Carving Scars; your skin, your heart
Marilyn. Clamorous. Manson. Silent.
L-I-E-S.
Hollow soul. Embraced it
Fierce as a Mama Bear.
Believing – Come what may
Within the depths of you
A woman
Strong. And Free.
Today I heard your voice. Confident.
And proud.
You had glimpsed that woman
With your own eyes –
Not mine.
She was adorned in Fireworks!
Scars sparkled from a fire set free.
My blue-eyed little Angel Girl
You
Have
Sprouted
Wings!
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