Thank You…

I think it all of the time

even though the sounds don’t usually escape

 

I see you struggle uphill, still

after a lifetime of climbing mountains

and though we are of the same blood,

I am helpless to assist

 

I want you to know that I see your fight

You need to know the inspiration I draw from it

I survive because you have

and you are immortal as a result

 

I dance now as a silhouette of your selflessness;

Every nuance an expression of my love

savoring the great effort because

it means you and I coexist still

 

So, here is a gesture

a simple one, true

humbly offering

a daughter’s gratuity to always hold with you…

 

 

 

 

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(written with pen on paper)