
My daughter, I love you
If only you'd see...
What a treasure,
You truly are to me!
To watch you
As your gifts unfold,
Is for me the bessing,
I eagerly hold.
Your tentative steps
Along the path you take;
Are but a moment away
From the knowledge YOU make.
They're your steps
And yours alone!
So, in comparison,
Why do you groan?
Let your heart
Not linger on regrets,
But rather...
On what God offers you, yet.
For a troubled heart
Is the acid that wears away -
Those special gifts
Which you have been given, this day.
Hold onto your dreams, my child.
Let nothing take them apart.
Treasure what God has given you
Practice this art!
For you really are lovely!
The warmth of your soul and your heart,
Your smile and your thoughts
Are what set you apart.
(CAM)
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