Her Own Woman
Her Own Woman
I respect her being
I do not touch that way
She belongs to another
And I am comfortable with that
The person she’s become
Commands an understanding
Seeing her today
Walking in her mother’s steps
Makes me happy
She is her own woman
As she submits to her head
With that light tether
She flies in freedom
How glad I am
To hand her off
To a blessed man
Who does not wreck her
Woman
Rise to conquer the land
I only dreamed of
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