Yes… i have one of those daughters

 Yes… i have one of those daughters.

the wild one.

the one who runs instead of walks,
who laughs too loud,
who feels everything all at once.

the one with dirt on her dress
and magic in her hands.

the one who tests me,
teaches me,
and grows me
right alongside her.

she’s not here to be easy

she’s here to be bold,
to be loud,
to take up space in a world
that will try to shrink her.

and i’ll never quiet her down
just to make others comfortable.

because that wild in her?

that’s the part i hope
she never loses