My daughter
She is my 10am
Always mentally alert and go
She walks opulently on these floors like a model
Like an elephant, proud and confident.
She’s my 6am
She births pure joy and kills my yesterday’s dusks.
She’s my dinner table
She brings people together to share giggles and to nourish themselves.
She’s a Wolf
Molded to know her values and morals.
She is a knife, her beauty cuts the hearts of these young women,
My daughter, my fox
Pure white of heart.