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,
