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Daughter

She started out so light
a mist, I barely noticed her.

Over time, she gathered strength
against the mountain that was me.

Water over stone, she wore me down.

How surprised I was to find,
mist to rain to river,

she carried us both to sea.

Daughter

She started out so light
a mist, I barely noticed her.

Over time, she gathered strength
against the mountain that was me.

Water over stone, she wore me down.

How surprised I was to find,
mist to rain to river,

she carried us both to sea.

Courtney Hudak, 38

Seattle

 
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