Different Rose Poem by Justyna Bargielska

I gave birth to an incredibly beautiful daughter, her teeth,
her hair as though from the Song of Songs. And I
felt beautiful myself, thank you. Whereas she -
that's a completely different beauty,
that's beauty I want to protect.
If I had some sort of beauty I'd blush,
anyhow I probably do have some, guys
wouldn't chase after me as much if I didn't,
but I don't like my beauty, because guys
chase after it. My daughter's beauty
is something else. My daughter's beauty, I believe,
is the only hope
for this world.

Translation: Maria Jastrzębska