Blaire
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- Mistress of the South
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- Location: Hot Springs National Park, AR
Blaire
This is written for my daughter's birthday next week. I'm sharing it here first. This is for my oldest daughter:
The dream of you took birth in
my heart, long before
you were, in love, conceived.
A daughter, a piece of the chain,
to link the generations
of women within a family.
Then, molded from the ineffable passions
of the conjugal knot, the idea of you
became a new beating heart
carried beneath my own.
I felt you grow as my
boundless affection for you grew.
Even in the pain of birth
I celebrated the gifts you
delivered to my life.
I see my face in yours,
coupled with hints of your father,
and touches of our parents.
I hear my voice in yours,
with the years between us removed.
I know your soul
for its goodness and gentleness
radiate from eyes
which are the same peculiar gray blue
as your father’s.
You have exceeded the teacher
in your capacity for acceptance
and awareness of the value of
all people.
You glory in your own child
even as you struggle with the
burdens and responsibilities
of single parenthood.
You have chosen to grow
while others of your generation
have chosen stagnation and self-pity.
From the feather light fancy
of my imagination
to the glorious reality of your life,
you bless me.
My daughter.
The dream of you took birth in
my heart, long before
you were, in love, conceived.
A daughter, a piece of the chain,
to link the generations
of women within a family.
Then, molded from the ineffable passions
of the conjugal knot, the idea of you
became a new beating heart
carried beneath my own.
I felt you grow as my
boundless affection for you grew.
Even in the pain of birth
I celebrated the gifts you
delivered to my life.
I see my face in yours,
coupled with hints of your father,
and touches of our parents.
I hear my voice in yours,
with the years between us removed.
I know your soul
for its goodness and gentleness
radiate from eyes
which are the same peculiar gray blue
as your father’s.
You have exceeded the teacher
in your capacity for acceptance
and awareness of the value of
all people.
You glory in your own child
even as you struggle with the
burdens and responsibilities
of single parenthood.
You have chosen to grow
while others of your generation
have chosen stagnation and self-pity.
From the feather light fancy
of my imagination
to the glorious reality of your life,
you bless me.
My daughter.
- ehli'schild
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Blaire
beautiful, leysa. damn. i'm sitting here <img border="0" alt="[Crying]" title="" src="graemlins/cry.gif" /> . have you let her read it? what did she think. (boy, what i wouldn't give for a mom who though that about me! i'm sure i speak for many.)
</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">You glory in your own child
even as you struggle with the
burdens and responsibilities
of single parenthood.
You have chosen to grow
while others of your generation
have chosen stagnation and self-pity.
From the feather light fancy
of my imagination
to the glorious reality of your life,
you bless me.
My daughter. </font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">
</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">You glory in your own child
even as you struggle with the
burdens and responsibilities
of single parenthood.
You have chosen to grow
while others of your generation
have chosen stagnation and self-pity.
From the feather light fancy
of my imagination
to the glorious reality of your life,
you bless me.
My daughter. </font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">
- jeannerené
- Winter's Rose
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Blaire
I'm crying Leysa . . . wow . . .got me . . . straight to the heart. <img border="0" alt="[Crying]" title="" src="graemlins/cry.gif" /> <img border="0" title="" alt="[Smile]" src="smile.gif" />
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- Mistress of the South
- Posts: 274
- Joined: Mon Jul 22, 2002 12:01 am
- Location: Hot Springs National Park, AR
Blaire
Thanks, ladies. EC, I'm giving this to her next week on her birthday. I've written several about her son and she keeps asking when I'll do one for her. I thought this was an appropriate time and gift. And let me add, Blaire is truly a good person -- and I can't take the credit for it. She was simply born with a loving and giving spirit and she truly has blessed my life.
Blaire
Leysa, simply beautiful. Such a gift of words for your daughter has to be more precious and to be more valued than any material treasure in this world. <img border="0" alt="[BeerChug]" title="" src="graemlins/beerchug.gif" />
Leysa
Hope you don't mind me bringing this out from the back pages Leysa
It is so beautiful
A mothers love for her daughter..
It is so beautiful
A mothers love for her daughter..
Reach Out And Love Someone
Slow Down And Look around
You Will Find Someone Who Needs You.....
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