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Feb 19
There is light in the darkness
When I awake, I look at myself
I have my mother's eyes
She is so beautiful

I think of all the sunrises and sunsets she's seen
I think of all the times that she awoke, and looked at herself
And counted all of the days she'd lived
Wondering if she deserved any more

I think of the first time she looked at me
This child gazing back through her own eyes
And thought me perfection
And wished me a million million sunrises
And a million million sunsets
Thinking I deserved them all

I think of my own daughter, as yet unborn
Will she look at me with my own eyes
And be glad I accepted so many days
Even when I felt so undeserving?

I look at these women through their own eyes
And think them perfection
My mother deserves a million million sunrises
And a million million sunsets
My daughter deserves a million million sunrises
And a million million sunsets

There is light in the darkness
When I awake, I look at myself
I have my mother's eyes
I am so beautiful.
Written by
Olivia  23/F
(23/F)   
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   Rob Rutledge
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