This is a poem I wrote 14 years ago for my mother. I still mean it today, if not more.
"The sun shines when I see you. You are my shelter from the storm, my water when dry. I can come to my shelter day or night, no matter the time. No matter how many rocks I throw, the windows won't break. The strength in my weakness will never fail, how powerful the hurt may be. Sometimes, I take advantage of the rainfall, just soak it up in my cracked desert. No thanks or praise. Yet, the rain keeps falling until I am full."
(This is a picture of me with my daughter. My heart beat full for the first time when she came into my life.)
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