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Poetry Month day 5

Mississippi Winter IV

My father and mother both
used to warn me
that 'a whistling woman and a crowing
hen would surely come to
no good end.' And perhaps I should
have listened to them.
But even at the time I knew
that though my end probably might
be good
I must whistle
like a woman undaunted
until I reached it.

Alice Walker