Friday, December 16, 2011
A Message For My Daughters
Be young my darlings,
for as long as you possibly can;
reach out
and grab everything
there is to grab;
lay all your fears to rest
while there is still time;
never look back
with pity or regret;
be bold and beautiful
like the sun and moon;
shine like the stars
through the cold black night,
but most of all;
be all the things
I never could.
.
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