Green - Poem by Liz Connolly
Said a mother to her daughter
Don't you want to be seen
In the skin your parents made you
Why would you prefer green?
Said the daughter to her mother
Mama, what a sad sound
Not that green is any better
I don't want to be brown
Said the mother to her daughter
You don't need to go that far
Just remember, ever, ever
Love yourself for who you are
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