I Am Her
written by: Dawn Minott
I didn’t know her
Till she learned to love herself
To know she was deserving of love
To give love, to receive love
I didn’t know her
Till she could comfortably live in her own skin
Knowing that if she breathed for the very last time
She would have lived her all
I didn’t know her
Till she could acknowledge her own voice
To speak and live in her truth
Content in knowing that she mattered
I didn’t know her
Till she knew herself
That she’s always been ‘a me’ not ‘a us’ type o’ girl
Uniquely her in every way
I didn’t know her
Till she knew herself
Until she knew
I am her
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