Someone's Daughter Poem by Susan Lacovara

For those who trot their masculinity upfront
Displaying their shields of steel
All but announcing "I am Man"
Know that I have petals of delicate bloom
I am someone's daughter too

And no hand should pick me
Without first recognizing
My long strides in the sun growth
My fragrance fresh to flourish
My wildflower beauty
To blend effortlessly
Into the bleed of day

They say no one should uncourageously entice a heart
Without true intention of protecting it...


I am someone's daughter too

Be sure when your wandering eye
Falls upon my path and finds me
That your first look lingers
In the stare of my eyes
And does not slip to spindle down
The length of my thighs
Imagining not my lilt of laughter
But instead the sound of sighs

I am someone's daughter too...

Men, I ask you to be brave
And think to champion a lady's heart
From the start
From the place which first ignites the flame
Steer her to warmth and not the fire
Keep her safe and without shame

Be the watchful warrior
Overseeing what dreams may come
Without disturbing the sweet sleep
Of a tender soul
That, alone, be your crusade
And all too true
It has it's just rewards

I seek and search out the ones
Who need not brandish their steel
As if their only strength
The good and mighty men
Who dare to hold soft
A woman's hand
A maiden's heart


I am someone's daughter too...