A Desire

I want a daughter
Full of smiles or of cries
With curly waves or straight hair
To pamper and love
To pander to her wants
Or withhold her demands

I want a daughter
To teach her to be strong and fair
Who will clutch onto her Dada’s hand
And will make him a gooey bundle of charm
I want a daughter
Because she will teach me to be a mother.


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