Once, I met a butterfly Just broken loose of the cocoon Sequestered for five years And allotted one day of freedom, Just one. And yet this creature was: Beautiful Perfect Amazing Courageous Unafraid I would like a butterfly day Or perhaps, if its not too much to ask, Butterfly years. I have, you remember, been…
From Mother to Daughter
As a mother, I realize that too often that I witness my own brokenness in my daughters.