Triumphant, insatiable, adorable Hae.mi, I’m stupidly in awe
Of the flavors of your moods, each word, note, flower
Happy tear of motherhood, makes me realize
What’s really important, Avantgardists my beloveds,
Happiness is all that matters now, I love how women bloom
And blossom in their 30s, like Evangelists of heart-ache
And heroes of time, reincarnating all that’s left and good in humanity
It’s warm, like warm milk to the world’s wounds, Hae.mi,
The independent woman is a twilight of nature’s strength
That is an epiphany of all that was meant to be
Who nurture the most equal balance between
Work and play, optimism and endurance
As hardy as a woman, as eager as a child
As kind and patient as a teacher
Trained by motherhood to be brave.
Thank you, it’s to the woman that is the muse.