you are my butterfly wings shining in the sun
flitting to and fro
even the moment in my arms
is gone in an instant
like the windI must be ready, waiting
wether you dive or soar
to hold you, lift you
I am here
yearning, learing, to be still
to be your mother
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That was so beautiful!! That little girl of yours is so special. I miss her. And you.
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