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For You, My Daughter

Posted by Heather's Starting End on June 27, 2014
Posted in: Family, life, poem, poetry. Tagged: , , , , , , , , , , . 17 Comments

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Dream big, I ask
It costs not a thing
Dare to see
Yourself as something

Trust that you’re worthy
Intelligent, bright
Believe that you can
Take control of your life

Fear not you’re alone
In the world for one day
I’ll be here to catch you
As your net I will stay

Safely distant but invisibly near
As you gather confidence
To fly away
From here

This step from Child to Woman is now
Yesterday, so far away,
When you stopped crawling, began to walk
Stopped babbling and Mommy you’d say

Take flight, my Beauty
You’ve made me so proud
My love still grows every day
This step is the hardest for me as well
….I silently wish you would stay

I love you

 

 

Skimming Stones

Posted by Heather's Starting End on April 2, 2014
Posted in: ageing, beauty, creative writing, Family, life, love, poetry, Teenagers, time, Uncategorized. Tagged: , , , , , , , , , . 4 Comments

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I held you in my arms
Rocked away your tears
Skimmed stones upon the water
Tea parties in early years

There for you when you came home
Spoke about your day
There for you when you would call
When things were not ok

Shared the joys and milestones
Of yours as well as mine
One others strength in times of darkness
Together we found light

With planted seed a role was given
To last my whole life through
To love and guide
Honor
Respect
The ever changing you

I’m more tired now as I grow old
And you so very strong
Choose wisely now
My Darling Daughters
And find where you belong

Remember your past
From where you’re from
Don’t hide in memories pain
Life has a way of mending itself
To get on your feet again

The highs don’t stay nor do the lows
Nothing stays the same
Now go on
Sweet Children
In to your world

Grab that dream
That bares
Your name

Dear Child of Mine

Posted by Heather's Starting End on December 16, 2013
Posted in: beauty, belief, Family, life, love, Moms, poetry, Uncategorized, youth. Tagged: , , , , , , . 3 Comments

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Dear Child, don’t fret
Your days are not short

You have all the time in the world
Don’t run to be where I am now
for wisdom you think that  I hold

I would crawl backwards if I could
for the innocence in your eyes
To see the world again unclothed
nary a face with disguise

Dear Child of mine
Enjoy your stay
harvest all  days you have
Treasure this moment, this time of your life
of purity unscathed

If I spoke with wisdom of my years
then you would be told
I’d give it all, right here, right now
To see life with your soul