My Daughter, A Mother's Love

For my friend, Michelle A borrowed poem from her: My Daughter You'll never really know, my dear, Just how much you mean to me, A mother's love, buried so deep, That only my heart can see. When I sit and really stare at you, All I can do is grin, Somewhere down deep inside, I see myself within. I'd never change a thing in you, I thank God that your so fine, Even when your at your worst, I'm so proud that you are mine. The roads we have traveled, were not always that good, I would take back all the pain you've felt, Only if I could. I know that I'm not perfect, It's the best that I can do, But everyday, I thank the lord, For a daughter as special as you kassandra. You have seen me tossing and turning through the night. You have collected all my tears and preserved them in your bottle! You have recorded every one in your book.--Psalm 56:8

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