For a Daughter

For A Daughter

November 2017

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There was a time,

in a land far far away,

lost in the valleys and mountains of Bhutan,

that I loved your mother.

And isn’t life miraculous

that here you are today,

a young woman

on two feet

with a soul

a mind

and a strength beyond compare.

So I was just thinking,

please think

please feel

please believe

that you matter.

You really do.

You are that wondrous thing,

a product of adventure

and the wild craziness of two impassioned people

whose love never gave up on you.

Sometimes I wonder where my love for your mother is now.

From time to time I look around the corner for it.

Not disappeared.

Just tucked away hiding.

Isn’t it funny that others love

in ways so few of us, if any of us ever, can understand.

So I just suggest,

you might wish to keep love an open book

with still more pages yet to turn,

hard work and hurt, I know, make us afraid,

but you never know what nice surprises it may bring.