To Tell A Daughter

So then we start to listen,
And we learn to open ourselves up,
Into the possibility that the world is more than just our own,
We must tell her

In her heart she is more than the land she comes from
But in her heart she must hold that land dearly
Because from it she blossomed
We must tell her

How her beauty grows despite corruption,
Her grace holds despite suffering
She is nothing short of perfect,
Despite the things she may have seen.

© Elena Andrean

This is part of a poem from my upcoming project #Equilibrium.

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