It is not in your lies

Nor in your charms

It was never there

In your deceit

 

She wasn’t born

To make you replete

Her worth is not drawn

From your opinion of her

It’s time for you now

To take a back seat

 

The fruit of my womb

Is not yours to keep

Her beauty runs deep

Beyond skin and hair

When she drew her

First breath

You were not there

 

Her nature is sweet

And her spirit is strong

She knows her own worth

Because I taught her from

Birth

 

You made a mistake

When you took her

Kindness for weakness

Her foundations are built

On an iron lake

But her heart

Still doth break

 

 

Her waters run deep

She has a spine made

From iron

And her heart is pure gold

She purrs like

A pussy cat

But she roars

Like a lion

 

You were just a chapter

In a book still to unfold

The first

Not the last

Soon you’ll be

A blast from

The past

 

You took her love

Her kindness

Her joy

But she knows

Her worth

Because I taught her

From birth

 

C.K. 22