Don ‘t cry for me
I say to the girl
who has shown me the way
Through a life
lived with grace and courage
And the little one replies
How can I cry for you
when you are so strong?
I wish for her all
the joy that she dreams of
Feminist as she is
Yet a lover of Austen
I want her to be cared for
And I wish for her all the clean dishes
and folded laundry
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