May you...
Child of mine
Gentle, sweet, loving soul
More of a blessing than you will
Ever realize.
I call you mine
But you are not really mine.
You belong to this family,
This human family,
This earth,
Your Creator.
You are under my guidance
Following in my steps
For such a short while.
I wonder what I ever did
To deserve the treasure that is you.
Loved before you were conceived
With a purpose before you were born
May you find it.
May you follow it.
May you....
Copyright 2007 Arwen
(why, oh why, do the Muses always have to visit AFTER I get in bed??)
Last edited by Elvish : Nov 28, 2007 at 10:21 PM.
Reason: typo
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