This is the second one in the trilogy. You can read the first one here.
When I reread what I had written
Dear daughter, I wish, my tongue I had bitten.
For no mother should ever say such things,
This world may be bad but I am a fixer of such things.
So go out, my dear,reach for the stars
Iโll see that on your freedom there are no bars.
And if in the process you scrape your knees
Iโll be there to kiss it better, you see.
Go out and stay as late as you want
You have same rights that to your brother I grant.
Wear what you wish, I wonโt object
For even covered head to toe, to lecherous stares you are subject.
I know how harrowing it can be
When they treat you like an object to touch and feel,
But always remember my words wrought in steel.
They can touch your body and inflict pain untold
They can neverโฆ
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Pool of emotions, well written.. your doll read this..?? ๐๐
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Yes, she did. Couldn’t comprehend the full import of a few things.๐
Thanks a ton dear. ๐
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Anytime.. ๐ค๐
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