Absolutely beautiful in every way imaginable. Love these sweet words of encouragement. Much needed.
I made you to be bright. To be the delicate parts of my fingers. The harp strings that sing birds to sleep. The rise and fall of a baby’s chest.
I made women to be bread makers, to sift over their houses and take joy in the tiniest details that I plant lovingly for their sensitivities.
To appreciate only certain parts of me.
To see only certain parts of me.
I made women to be my helper. To be my sister, my mother, my wife, my gorgeous daughters. All in a line, all different, all pieces of snow. Majestic in the way a tree stands above mans head, yet bends it’s blossoms to release their pure scent down to them.
I made you to be robust in your bravery, but not the kind that sheds blood, not the kind that uproots, and mocks. You are brave to show…
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