And I vowed
She would never hold the contents of her mind behind because she felt she was less than divine
That every word that escaped the beautiful belly of the gold mine I planted in her would be expelled from the root at every moment she could
That her first words would be I know before I think
I can before I might.
And her voice would never drift off into the wind, unheard and forgotten
You would hear the harshness of her winds before you even turned around to see her because she is ten feet tall in mentality and in physicality .
Because I will teach her she is worthy.
So she doesn’t shy away into the void that is so comfortable .
So that her throat will never know a lump so large it stops the wind from blowing her music.
So that she will never doubt herself
Like her mother did.