Count Yourself Blessed,
O Daughters of mine, and others out there.

Count yourself blessed for the time You’re living in,

Bright, bold and beautiful

Whatever color, shape or place you’re in

When Your voice does matter

And your work and ideas get recognized.

Do take a bow to the women in the past

Who braved the winds to give you the life they could only dream of.

Take not this life for granted and waste no more time

To please the world which try to dictate how you should look, weigh or buy.

Choices lay many before you today.

You could run to become Madame President, if you want to

Or stay at home and raise a future president, scientist or writer,

if you wish to.

Choose whatever is right, noble and proper

So that your children and their children would take a bow for you one day

for what you’ve done to better and beautify their world.