Your love washes

over me in waves. 

Despite my losses

I can be brave

knowing I am kept

as your daughter,

for even when I slept 

you thought I mattered.

I was not created 

by scientific chance

I was divinely placed—

planned in advance.

Photo: Pinterest

Posted by:simplyxliving

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