Cindi Rockwell Poet Rhyme

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My daughter is 23 and diagnosed with stage 4 lymphoma. Since she posted it, she has received cards and gifts from people who she barely knows or who had actually bullied her in the past. She asked me why people were sending her things just because she had cancer? I told her it wasn't because of the cancer, it was because she truly is a beacon of light in this world, but sometimes people are so busy avoiding the rocks, they forget to thank the lighthouse keeper. So I wrote this in her honor.

For Lizzie

FOR LIZZIE
I do not live by drawing breath
By drink or beat of heart
I live by love my purpose to
My child all joy impart.

My drug, her unexpected smile
What e'er the reason be
I could for days float on a high
And on her laugh OD.

As she has grown to womanhood
I'm filled with admiration
The love she shows to all she meets
Regardless of their station.

She's never won a Pageant crown
Or medal made of gold
Yet she is a priceless human being
Whose soul I get to hold.

She is too perfect for this world
Whose judgment's skewed by hate
And many may not see her worth
Until it's far too late.

So I count myself the richest queen
My thanks will never falter
For I've been blessed with two in one:
A treasure and a daughter.

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Andrea Dietrich August 14, 2016 at 12:51 AM I'm with Caycay this is so beautiful, Cindi. Cindi Rockwell August 14, 2016 at 8:48 AM Thank you, Andrea. I have a truly beautiful subject.

CayCay Godwin August 13, 2016 at 5:07 PM Your poem is beautiful, a true reflection of a Mother who loves her child, boy or girl, with all her heart. It breaks my heart to think of what y'all are facing and I will add my prayers to all others. Thank God that y'all have the blessing of each other. Loved your poem, Cindi ... CayCay Cindi Rockwell August 13, 2016 at 6:47 PM Thank you so much. Prayers are the best medicine.