My Promise

I cannot give you normal,
Sweet girl,
It is not written in our DNA.

I cannot give you perfection,
Firecracker,
It does not exist.

I cannot give you siblings,
One and only,
I am aware of my own resources.

I cannot give you God,
“My little witch,”
When I cannot find him myself.

I cannot give you ALL of me,
Dear daughter,
Without compromising us.

I cannot give you forever,
Butterfly,
We must learn to value now.

But I can give you my presence,
Baby girl,
I am here.

While I can will it,
Leia,
I will show up for you.

MotherDaughter1

~ by April on February 14, 2013.

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