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To A Future Daughter

Dear daughter,

Let me introduce myself.

Whether you call me your friend, your confidante

Or you call me a **** and crazy,

I am your mother,

Your Ma, your mom, your momma, your mommy,

Your Mother.

I will be your faithful guide, friend, companion.

I Will be your first teacher and your last.

Sometimes I will be in front of your saying “Nice try! But try again.”

Or I may be beside you unsure of the same answer as you.

But sometimes I will follow behind you, learning from you along the way.

Remember the good times

And the bad, and be scared of your feelings

Because fear is an emotion too.

When you become lost, never let the wonders leave your eyes,

Even though you may wander.

But in your wandering, your small hands could touch nations,

If only you would let them.

Just believe the world has magic in it,

Because the moments of small silence give way

To their own kind of bewitchment.

Sing loud and proud like no one is watching…

And if you can’t, Happy Birthday works just as well.

Look for the glow worms, my child,

The baby fireflies,

Because they are a rare creature indeed

And can only be seen at the darkest of times,

Just like the stars.

Let your eyes be like fireflies and your steps like a prance

Because nothing attracts men like a bright girl who can dance.

So move your way closer to me

Because there is a pigtailed shaped hole in my heart

For the little girl that you will always be to me.

Live as many lives as possible and explore several worlds,

But always follow the banana bread crumbs back home by nightfall

Because nothing good ever happens after eleven…

Unless you are making a wish.

And if you are, load every 11:11 wish with a prayer

And aim it towards the sky.

Send a letter to the stars to make room for one more

Because someday you will shine,

But on your way to the top,

Tread lightly, my child,

And don’t wake the beasts

Because they exist

Trust me, I know.

Even when you are grown and have daughters of your own

Think back to me and remember.

Love,

Your Mother

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