She is beautiful....

For Madame Butterfly… in response to or rather an extention of “ She needs to be told she’s Beautiful” blog entry on her spot....


I am beautiful no matter what they sayWords can't bring me downI am beautiful in every single way…

But for those of us who never heard it
Who don’t believe it wholly yet
Where’s our anthem?
The one that recognizes our lack of understanding of the beauty within?
The one that speaks of the inability to face ourselves in the mirror and be ok with the reflection?

Our daddy’s called us pretty
And treated us as such
Paid just enough attention to us
For general upkeep
Paraded us in public
Then forgot to recognize us when no one was looking
When the spot light was off
No camera flashes
No family portraits
When it was just us was I still pretty then?
Was I still worthy then?

Brothers tell your daughters
They are beautiful
Believe me she needs to hear it
From you most of all
Say it almost as much as you say I love you
Start when she is in the womb
As her body, mind and soul form
It becomes an inborn concept
So that her first breath edifies it
Tell her before she can speak
So her first words reflect her example of beauty
As she grows and matures
Tell her how beautiful each part of her is
How her hair coils 360 degrees
Reflecting the rotation of the sun of life itself
Her thick lips open her mouth
That she may be heard across time and space
Her wide nose
Inhales the Rose of Sharon
And breathes Him deeply
And His beauty is seen in her
Remind her to walk head high
And raise it if it falls
Call her beautiful instead of boo or baby
Strengthen her sense of self worth
Father’s father her because she is beautiful
The most beautiful part of you
Brothers protect her from danger seen and unseen because she is you sister
Uncles be the example of a real man in her life
Please hold her hand, ease her mind
Let her know she is safe
Be a safe house, create one in your arms
Defend her honor, show her chivalry
Make her know she is worth any and every sacrifice
Be her hero
Give her a reason to hold on to her treasure
For one worthy of her…..


I wrote this February last year and its still incomplete... one day it will be finished and ingested and believed....