A note to my daughterA Poem by luciddreamerI know you don't want to believe this But I was once you Young and naive Proud Strong I remember thinking that asking for help was a sign of weakness It's not The thought of needing my parents for anything was Unbearable But I need you to understand something: I am here I'm not perfect I will probably say or do the wrong thing I love you If we could be honest together I know we can make it through anything
By the way: Until today I thought the word bear was an animal and bare meant naked...we learn everyday © 2010 luciddreamerReviews
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7 Reviews Added on August 25, 2010 Last Updated on August 25, 2010 AuthorluciddreamerCarrollton, GAAboutFirst they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, then you win....Gandhi more.. |

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