My Daughter(s)

My oldest daughter,

When you were small you would easily reach for my hand, and I would gladly reach back, how sweet and comfy.  As you grew, you needed my hand less, and less, until you NEEDED to let go.  But i wasn’t ready to.

 So, now you are a young vibrant young LADY, and don’t NEED to hold my hand anymore.

However, just remember, when you WANT TO HOLD IT, it is always here, always ready.

I LOVE YOU!

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