Somedays,
I am the shell keeper,
the lone guardian of their sea.
Somedays at the shore, I trove memories.
Somedays,
a soothsayer, trudging
raised barriers, taking a leap of faith.
Somedays,
I am a naysayer,
fearful of a future, unseen.
But.
On all days,
undoubtedly, I am a woman;
the creator, a mother; the protector,
the protector, sowing seeds for tomorrow,
nurturing their dreams, protecting their vulnerabilities;
from unfelt, untested, untouched, unsmelt, unseen nightmares and dreams.
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