My Most Precious Gift

A child was born into my heart
And never shall we be apart
Though life sometimes turns it
Separate ways
To nurture, to Love
And to Protect
To Cherish to honor
And to Respect
I watch her grow with loving eyes
That first step how I did despise
For soon the words were going to come
That she’d be grown and all is done
No more Child, now Woman and Rose
My budding Angel as she grows
With all of life
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