Girls who chase boys and bat eyelashes.
I'm teaching warriors. Lionesses. Freaking goddesses.
Book reading, race winning, mind blowing girls.
Are they beautiful? Hell yes, do you even have eyes?!, but that's the least of it.
They are strong enough to choose which games they want to play. And skilled enough to beat you at each of them. They are witty enough to out talk anyone, but selective enough to avoid the drama of idiocy.
Yes, their eyes are beautiful. Wide open and dark, but absolutely never half closed in a flutter.
Extraordinary beauty, and power beyond my wildest dreams - but absolutely never voiceless in struggle.
Flexible yet unwavering girls.
Wise and thoughtful girls.
World altering yet mostly humble girls.
Proud and confident girls.
These girls will be women that change you. Those women will be the kind you marvel at from your perch outside of their wingspan.
So, for now, hold your breath and count my blessings.
Because, while they have the kind of beauty usually reserved for sunsets and myths, I am not raising decorative pieces.
These girls, my girls, are now and will only grow to be more supremely compelling.
All we can do is hold on and applaud as they go by.
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