.She was picking yellow flowers
Smiling at the sunlight
Weaving stems to make a necklace
Working hard to get it all right
She reached out to trade it
For the bread her mama brought her>
And when I looked into her eyes, I saw my daughter>
Her feet were bare as mi.
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