Ten Conversations for Health

To My Daughter
When I demand that you
Be home before dark everyday,
I, my daughter, do not hate you dear.
I am merely trying to protect you.
From the jittery and jumpy, jumpy monkeys,
Leaping from tree to tree,
And from branch to branch,
With no particular base.
From giraffes that look down on you:
They will make you feel you matter,
Then toss you in the mud, Once you yield.
From the trumpeting elephants,
That love party times in the depth of the night.
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