when you were a little girl i used to hold your hand
\nand you would slip yours into mine quite automatically-
\nthen a few years later, you were growing into YOU
\nand i would try to hold your hand and you would pull away-
\ndeclaring how big a girl you were;
\ntried to show me at every turn that you didn’t need any help.
\nand then you became a teen, quite full of yourself,
\narrogant and always the drama queen (I may have had a hand in that)
\nbut still, nonetheless, you were still blossoming into YOU
\nand I stood by, sometimes angry, sometimes sad, sometimes proud,
\nsometimes mad…
\nyou still turning into this woman-child that I birthed.
\nNow, all grown up, family of your own and I find myself
\nsometimes wondering who is this person you’ve become and where
\nis the little girl that I often wish would show up when you call.
\nMost days I know she is gone, sometimes I think for good, but then
\nsomething happens and there, out of the blue, my little girl appears again.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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