Tuesday, February 15, 2011

She's perfect
Fire-red headed and all
I wondered when she would start to grow
Unseen and unknown
And I watched her struggle
And her resistance to
Finding a presence in this world
But that smile
Oh that smirk
That all-knowing look
Inherited maternally
The fierceness of the world at her doorstep
Her mind doesn't know
And her heart doesn't care
She is a conqueror innately
And she has overcome
Before the battle lines
Have even been drawn
That tiny hand begins to grasp
Infinite possibilities
Each muscle move
A strength defined
A lifetime awakens
Unknown
And yet
Already vanquished

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