…. to two empty arms longing to hold a sweet baby girl with beautiful brown eyes.
Whose smile gave great clarity to the true meaning of my life
…. and whose tiny fingers clinging to mine, held me up when I thought I would falter.
You are no longer a child now, you have become a young woman before I could prepare myself for that
Inevitability
Shy, though confident in your own way….I watch you grow .…apart from me…but
happy still…I hope.
Over time, it is you …

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