A Letter To... - Poem by Martina Moriarty
I would just like to say in my own little way,
how dear you are to me
for it took awhile...to understand the reason of your making,
in the dark of life's embrace
the light within...unshaken.
For all the times you struggled I looked at you in tears
I held your cry, and in my eyes those tears were very real.
for all the times you heard you can't
and I know you heard it plenty!
but how you've grown to seek your goal...
and did it Oh so gently.
In times of doubt and worry between your world and mine.
the right decision promptly made of that you must be proud
In all I love to love you... and treat you to my best
for I have seen within the heart the beat of timely death.
Today a new beginning...to walk the path now shown
to shake the grip of darkness hand
and fill the day with morn,
I will truly always love you and when flesh is cold and torn
my hearts eternal gratitude
for the day that you were born.
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