Emulate your Mum

My daughter when time comes for you to be a woman

Be like your mum that you may find favor in your man

She laid her heart, vulnerable in the palms of my hand

But her conscience never slept

She stood tall among women, spoke her mind,

Never compromised her values to please a soul

And believed truth has no sequels

I was the weak one;

She made my backbone a stainless steal

Her blood runs through your veins

Take after her in every step

And be a woman worthy of a wife

She’s been all smiles of late

Beautiful flowers sprout on the face of her grave

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