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I want to wrap you in sheepskin, mother you with the wool, clothe you in compassion.

You are my parent, my daughter, my sister.

The woman I dreamt about while I was sleeping, neither fierce nor sad, sexually or perversely. We are one, you, I, them and us.

Venus of virtue, daughter of God, angel of light.

You who are all we aspire to be

And it is you my dear who feel without value or love that I seek to protect.

You are worth more than a king’s ransom

The Jewel in the Nile does not even come close.

You are invaluable though you don’t know it, however much you show, many guys don’t want to know.

I just want to say you are beautiful for who you are.

And never be ashamed.

Let us pour oil into your wounds, place balm upon your pain.

The hand of God will touch your face

And get rid of your self blame

So while I wrap you in the sheepskin that my mother wore I tell you this.

Virtue is more than a sweet kiss on a  lover’s cheek.

For no one can understand God’s plan more than you.

You will be invincible

About Geraldine Ward

Geraldine Ward has been writing and performing various forms of poetry and prose from an early age, and is a regular contributor at the London Farrago Poetry Slam nights. She has published a number of books including the "Now" collection, and has featured in other publications including Katie Metcalfe's "Beautiful Scruffiness" series of magazines.


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