Liz Connolly

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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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  • (11/20/2008 7:46:00 AM)

    very well said...each poem has a different way...gr8...keep up your gud wrk (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 14, 2008

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