For Lexi
quick witted
like the child her mother was
i miss that child
but adore the butterfly she has become
she will be more
than we all imagine
if we let her be
just as her mother
and her grandmother and great grandmother were and are
but we come from a line of struggle
of will and wellness
of dreams and wants
of can be and will be
she smiles
and my heart is as full as it can be
she treats me like a playmate
and i wouldn't have it any other way
i love her and her mother
as much as my heart will allow
as much as there is room for
as if they were my own
Copyright © Patricia Koch | Year Posted 2006
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