Oh Daughter Mine

Written by: Margaret Okubo

Be proud of your scars
oh daughter mine
now a mother of children dear
Remember the time
they suckled your breast
gorging on the food of love
Worried lines on your face
anxious frown on your brow
a love story you cannot erase.

Oh  daughter mine be proud of your scars.

Pendulos breasts wear with pride
your babies now full-grown  and wise.
Stretch marks remain to tell
  that you carried your babies well.

Oh daughter  mine be proud of your scars.

A badge of honor
that's what they are.
Thickened waist and cellulite disgust many
yet tell a story so sweet so true.

Oh daughter  mine be proud of your scars.

Uptilted breasts shapely hips
elegant thighs tell a story of their own
but you gave  your babies all you had
with love and tenderness.
 When they're grown and gone away
you will remember them still
 by the scars you bear today.

 Oh daughter  mine be proud 
Be proud of your scars.