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My Little Girl Army

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The tears of little girls
No longer stream down my face;
My wrinkles absorb them
They dissolve without a trace.

Once audible sobs
Are now stifled in my chest
By lungs which squelch them
With mindful, controlled breaths.

Their stomps have lightened;
Bare feet now kiss the floor,
Replacing the heels and boots
That marched the earth before.

Before I was a woman –
Healed, renewed and reborn –
There were little girls screaming;
Frightened, angry and torn.

I still see my little army
They follow me wherever I go
They’re ready to serve and defend
Should I encounter any foe.

But now I call upon them;
Not the other way around.
My little girl army and me
Will stay infinitely bound.

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6 Comments

  • Reply
    Dawn
    October 5, 2018 at 3:51 pm

    Beautiful!

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    Heajung Czapla
    October 6, 2018 at 8:14 am

    Beautiful poem, Candice!

    • Reply
      Candice Yarde
      October 6, 2018 at 12:35 pm

      Thanks Heajung! Hope our paths cross again soon!

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    Marlene Y Thompson
    October 6, 2018 at 4:09 pm

    Beautiful poem. Love it

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