Milk and honey- the night she read to me

The words she reads

Echo my life

Her life

We weep

This child of mine

Is exquisite

And her soul

Divine

We talk through

The book she reads

I know why 

She weeps

We speak of fathers

Of lovers 

Of love

Of self love 

She tells me 

I'm strong

I tell her

YOU make me strong

She finds herself afraid

And excited to grow

To be

Like me

I am content

To be me

And having a daughter

Who wants to be like me

I am 

I begin to see

Exactly where the universe

Intended me to be