Tale of a Daughter
Just when all of dreams were fading
There's a great hope that was waking
Like a sunrise, faith was reborn
From a lion, one misty morn
A fresh blood and bone, so divine
With a wisdom sharper than mine
She's a budding fervent flower
Trying to climb her tall tower
She's a spawn from jolly July
Trying to learn her ways to fly
She's an eagle in its first flight
Gracing the sky with deep delight
TBC
September 2, 2023
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