I watch you in your brave insecurities
You step out into life alone yet loved
Once you grew in her womb, gone
You walked in brave and alone smiling
I knew she is mine and she is strong
You love your past and embrace the now
I am proud to call you my daughter
Times together started at nine, yesterday
Today you are eighteen still alone inside
I am here but for you there is a void for one
You have her beauty and my teachings
I hope it is enough for you here on earth
For in your loving soul you will always be
A precious daughter of the divine, God
This is a privilege to be a part of and to read, Theresa. What a blessing that this divine God of whom you speak put you together as mother and daughter, friend and sister. This is so loving, so giving, so humble. You articulate both unity and aloneness in your given roles and relationship. A sense of both loss and the tremendous gift of loving gain and kinship. Your mutual gift of love, respect and family are highlighted for us in tangible and tactile ways. You make being family special and something not to be taken for granted. May you be mutually blessed. Lovely work, thank you. Kate xx
What beauty and love in this poem...and Elora! Thank God there was a union for the two of you; you belong to one another through love...
Blessings - Micke
A lovely poem that shows your love for this child and as her review also shows the love flows both ways and you are both fortunate to have such a wonderful relationship.
hugs
Fee
Reviewed by Elora Lavery (Reader)
Reviewed on June 25, 2008
Mom thank you it is very beautiful and I am so proud to call you my mother I love you
Elora
We have to be the luckiest people in the world as we too adopted a daughter to fill the void and accept the love we have to offer. Such beautiful words to write to your beautiful daughter. Thank you for sharing Theresa.
Your love glows through every line my friend. She's a beautiful girl with a whole world of choices before her and I'm sure your love is a big influence on her. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
Let this coming of age story of a boy named Bean take you back to a simple time. Set in a small southern town in the 1960's, encircled by a river and gleaming white cotton fields.
A wicked Cajun Fairy named Robes Pierre entered the impenetrable Magical doll land of Sha Bebe. Queen Faustina, the ruler of the doll land, thought she had destroyed him, but he's back! Will the doll land survive his evil ways?
Regis
Be always safe,
Karen
Blessings - Micke
hugs
Fee
Elora
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Marvelously penned, Theresa, and truly heartfelt.
Newfie Hugs, Rose
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
John
Your love glows through every line my friend. She's a beautiful girl with a whole world of choices before her and I'm sure your love is a big influence on her. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
Harold M. Nash