Not Her Mother

Kathleen Hinson
Timid as a mouse,

I creep through life,

avoiding conflict.

Not my daughter,

she tromps through the world

trumpeting her arrival, opinions, judgment.

Still, after a momentary flash of irritation,

did I not teach her respect?

I watch in wonder and admiration

this brave, strong young woman, full of fire and determination

ready to take on the world...

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