I see you, little one

With my son, I learned how to love.
But with my daughter, I am learning how to love myself.
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I see how you look at me, little one
I see you studying my smile wondering just what it is that makes my cheeks crinkle
I see you stand there, little version of me—and I want to be better
So I am learning to
Crave my curves
Serenade my scars
And long for the lines that lay across my thighs
When I see you seeing me, I want my self love to scream out, “I am worthy no matter how I look”
I see how you look at me, little one
Your eyes house a sparkle you’d never find among the stars
And I will do whatever I can, to keep them sparkling forever.
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