Dear Dad,

You lifted me up and gave me wings and asked me to measure the sky and beyond.

You mended my wounds and told my scars were beautiful when I broke my wings.

You gave me strength and made me smile.

I’ve come so far from the shy little girl who hugged your legs.

I flew high and far and someday I might touch the stars or even the sun,

But I will always be your little girl.

Happy father’s day to the man who set impossibly high standards for how a man should treat the women in their lives.


She wrote because…

She wrote because there were things she couldn’t say,

She wrote because there were things that nobody would listen,

She wrote because not everything she said was understood,

She wrote because it is not always alright to scream,

She wrote because her world was beyond spoken words,

She wrote because, she was never strong enough to trust,

She wrote because it was her escape for safety,

She wrote because, words are all she had.