As you stand on the bridge of change
You stand, tall, wise, beautiful.
You are gifted in even more ways than you realize my girl.
When did you become this amazing?
As I watched you grow through the years,
I saw tiny glimpses of the young woman you would become.
Strong, brave, opinionated
you held your own.
Envy felt from others,
You stumbled, but continued on.
Faith tested, loves lost,
rejected by ones you thought you could trust
You felt the sting
yet you never believed those fiery arrows.
Continue on my Sweet brave girl
Life will bring many turns
Some torturous
Others beauty.
Mommy will be there at every turn
sitting at the sidelines
watching every step you take
Encouraging and cheering you on.
I love you with every ounce of me.
-Mommy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really nice. You may wish to share my 'Winds of the Spirit' with her. You may also like 'Raising Children of Light'.