Daughter of Daughters

Daughter of Daughters, A Poem From a Thirteen Moons Sister By: Cynthia Smith I am a daughter of daughters strong are our connections through wombs of dark waters nurtured by their affections I am a daughter of daughters generations after generations survived attacks and slaughters in my veins are their vibrations I am a daughter of a daughter it is a complicated affair much like oil and water not mixing and not aware I am a daughter of a daughter searching for the right words to create serene soothing water like nectar for hummingbirds. My daughter of a daughter, I grieve I always thought her in route but I would never ever believe that time for her would run out My daughter of a daughter, I dream in the […]