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Future Daughter (The Raconteur)



I heard Bruce Willis say;
"God gives us children so we can have roses in December".
But I know with you, he'll give me a garden full.
That's a bounty for the bountiful,

From a birds eye view,
I'll watch you grow into a Wonder Woman,
One that knows how to mend a broken heart but often times take charge of situations.
I'll groom you up into an African woman,
You'll have a strange name that holds earthly meanings of your root, your culture and tribe.
When people laugh at your own,
Sing cheers of Hallelujah because they only mock the continuity of life.

I'll have men chase unicorns then feel butterflies in their stomach, 
Before they can even come close to tasting your sweetness, sweetness.
Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna,
I have a sense of eunoia writing this because I know you hold an allure,
I'll breed you into Psalm 31, 
So virtuousness will be the order of your day.
I know you'll be a logophile,
I pray you don't become an eccedentesiast,
Whenever you feel down, always know daddy got you and you're his little girl,
He'd always look after his own.

I sure do know I'll teach you the importance of family,
After God nothing comes close to that.
It starts and ends in your heart.
After running and walking,
Always remember home is where the heart is and it consist of family,
Those that possess loyalty likened to that of a dog to its master.

I expect you to have bad days,
I'll never tell you life is rosy,
I'll never tell you not to cry,
Because it's only a reminder you're alive and going through life.
After it all,
After your journey of life,
Always remember,
We all,
Need love.
And I hope you'll never be too tired to cry,
And too alive to die,
Reginae Maliaka Friday.

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