Raven Haired Encounter…


Black hair bouncing with each step, joyfully announcing her presence,
a smile that gave pause, exuberance flowed freely from her tongue.
This I remember the day I met my daughter.
A child composed of equal parts determination and sweetness,
one who would make the job of a parent so simple.
Compassion drives her, injustice compels her…
This young woman living a life of excellence, good decisions float in her wake.
I see the kindness and strength meshed out and the attraction of her life
desired by so many…a magnet of welcome.
Don’t be fooled by the gentle eyes and calm tone,
this tiger is not to be tangled, unless one seeks to loose.
Watch her go…
And stay the Hell out of her way.


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