I don't think we cry
That you're leaving to
Start a new life of your choice
I think we cry
for the we
That we were
And that no one cared that
We were people first
And daughters
raised in love
With aspirations
and dreams in
our beating hearts
We cry that this fate
should not
befall our daughters
And we hope that
You never know this pain
Of being less than
And being dismissed
And labelled
taunted and shunned
I've never asked women
Why they cry at weddings
Maybe I will someday
When I examine
my own unshed tears
And find some answers
(c) 2014
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