My daughter, you, you came from the sky, the sky that holds one million rays of sunshine, you came to me one day in a simple move of a cloud, you shined into my life, you shined on a flower which started to grow and that flower grew into you, that flower which used the soil full of moisture to fill your roots full of water, that flower which used this one little ray of sunshine to grow you into what you are, that flower which gave you the power to write diffrently in a way that no one writes.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Future Daughter
PuisiThis is a Spoken Work poem about what i would tell my future daughter.
