With Love, Mama.

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I looked at the girl before me.
She was a child really.
Still growing into her skin.

Her future was bright,
As far as I could see.
And she had a beauty,
Inside and out,
To go with it.

The problem was,
She couldn't see it.
This...amizingness,
That she is.

She's special,
But she doesn't know.
She's loved,
But she can't feel.

My heart aches for her.
Her pain makes me bleed.
I weep for her. For this child,
Standing before me.

There's promise in her eyes.
And a glory that she can't hide.
The blessing and curse of Eve,
She has.

She's been deceived,
By herself and by those she's loved.
But me?
Why can't she see.

I love her dearly.
I, who she runs to.
I want her happy.
I, who she talks to.

She's opened her door for me and I've caught a glimpse.
The inside of her heart is fraught with pain of past experience.
She's afraid to trust.
But am glad she let me in.

So since she won't hear my word's by voice,
I hope you'll hear my words,
My dear girl.
Hear my words,
By thought and by verse.

I love you my child,
Girl whom I didn't birth.
I love you my dear,
As Gaeia loves the earth.

If I could,
I'd hold you and if tell you:
"You are indeed beautiful."
For I see what you don't see.

Many things in life happen.
They make our journey hard.
But we don't give up.
We stand firm.

And when we fall,
We have each other.
When I'm down, you'll carry me.
And when you fall, I'll help you up.

My daughter,
Don't cry anymore.
The tears you've she'd?
They're enough.

You've come to me.
Opened your heart to me.
You let me in and I want to help.
So please,
My dear girl,
Let me.

You whom I've taken to my bosom.
Who I've prayed and cried for.
I've banged on heavens gate for...
Till my knuckles bled.
My child,
Don't be sad,
Or despair over anything.
I'd do it all again for you.

In a heart beat.

You found me.
Chose me.
I know not why or how.
But am happy you did.
So let me help you.
Reach your hand out my dear.
Close your eyes and rest.
Mama is here.

Oh my child.
My beautiful, precious wonderful child.
The girl in a billion.
I love you.
I care.
I will always,
Be here.

I will be here for you.
You who calls me,
"Mama".


This poem was written by me for a very special someone (above person [she also happens to be my friend yay!!!😊😊]) on request by a good friend!

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This poem was written by me for a very special someone (above person [she also happens to be my friend yay!!!😊😊]) on request by a good friend!

To the above lady, I hope you get the message and that yo realise that nothing should put you down. You have life and time, and from myself and my friend, lots of love.

Take care of yourself kiddo!

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