Magical Treasure

I am my mother's daughter

Proudly I am we, without her there is no me

I celebrate every woman

We are magic

We are love

We are like angels scent down from above

I've watched us make something out of nothing

bloom in the absence of love

Grow beyond measure even when we were tethered and bruised

Nothing can stop her, she is woman, a name misused,

confused for weakness, just a little something for ones amusement, cooking and pleasures,

yet she is much more, for her greatness there really is no measure

I applaud every single one of you, you, woman, you are a treasure
😊✨💐💖🙏👑🎨💝
Words By: Ty Swint 📝
Photo By: Ty Swint 📷