It’s a girl! The words which in an instant Rebirthed me, as a mother. The inexplicable feeling of joy That no words can describe, Which filled my being As I gazed into those Impossibly bright eyes of My daughter.
The first smile, the chortles, The pigtails, the shaved head, The play dates, the story times, the sing-alongs, the sand art….. the precious memories That fill my heart with love For My daughter.
A friend, now, Someone with whom I can Sit and gossip, Over a cup of hot tea. Independent, yet someone Who cherishes her bond with me. My daughter.
You make me proud, Just by being who you are. Mere words cannot Express the love I have for You, My daughter
Am I Alive, or am I dead? Is this all just a dream inside my head? I feel like I’m losing my grip. Quick say something, anything before I slip. Nightmares slowly creeping. Has he finally come to do the
The very essence of love is uncertain, A relentless thumping of the heart. I must speak to you by such means as they are within my reach. He pierces my soul driving me into madness. I am half agony, half
The moon awaits eagerly in the same pedestal it ignited my passion. What lips, my lips have kissed, are long forgotten. The memories easily quickened as a few puddles along the way I voluntarily stepped in. What arms have lain