A Time to Grow

A Time to Go, a time to Grow.

(From a time past)

I hold you not, my child

I let you go

There was pain in the parting

But I love you, so I gave you your freedom.

I could never hold you

My arms forever embrace you.

You are your own person

You came through me as a gift

I am blessed beyond words

I was the one chosen as your mother.

Grow daily my child

Life is your teacher

I, as your mother taught you,

You are strong of mind

Gentle in character

Loving in your being.

Always stay as you are,

Tender, compassionate, caring.

Remember me always as your mother.

Thank you for choosing me.

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