Sons of Daughters

I watch you in the waves, sweet boy,And see the tides of change.Boys will be boysWho stand up for others.Never silence,Only uplift.Kindness, vulnerability,As strength, not weakness.No dominationOr need to save face.When she talks,You will listen.Not needlessly interrupt.Not ruthlessly try to one-up.Hear clearly,Not through the static blare.See fully,Not through lens of blinding glare. Woman as friend.Woman... Continue Reading →

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