daughter to mother
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I am as good as I once was. Though years have come to pass. I’ve learned how to be myself, Just with a bit more sass.
A daughter depends on her mom like a soldier depends on his men, When she stumbles and falls, her mother is always there; She will grasp her hand, and guide her through rough waters,
When I love her, she shines for me, just me – a secret smile, hiding tears darkening her brown lashes, until they make her more beautiful than she was before she shined just for me,