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Sitting alone in my chair only hearing the rhythm of my heart Life has been long, tiring & giving Born into a world with barely a breath to breathe What a gift what a beauty But life had a cruel plan in mind Hurt and pain was life's opening door Dark hallways ahead seemed cold and hard A beam of light to reach but the ache was meant to stay To block the sun and grey the day Hurt and pain were life’s own hand, Leading me to a wider land They weren't the wall, they were the key the very thing that set me free The world had to much to say too young to know the weight, At sixteen, life of beauty gifted me A tiny hand, a breath, a brand-new fate The world was loud but the sound of a tiny humming heart beat was louder then the storm I found a joy that didn’t need a name A kind of love that never needs a disguise I wasn’t lost; I’d simply found my way Some saw a struggle a path too steep Sunshine lights the new path for me & my daughter I had the greatest love in my arms mine alone Sitting alone in my chair only hearing the rhythm of my heart For my daughter—who turned the cold and hard hallways of my life into a path of sunshine. You were the gift I didn’t know I was waiting for, the tiny hand that led a life of beauty and happiness
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Apr 13
Apr 13, 2026 at 7:42 AM UTC
For My Daughter: The Rhythm of My Heart
Sitting alone in my chair only hearing the rhythm of my heart Life has been long, tiring & giving Born into a world with barely a breath to breathe What a gift what a beauty But life had a cruel plan in mind Hurt and pain was life's opening door Dark hallways ahead seemed cold and hard A beam of light to reach but the ache was meant to stay To block the sun and grey the day Hurt and pain were life’s own hand, Leading me to a wider land They weren't the wall, they were the key the very thing that set me free The world had to much to say too young to know the weight, At sixteen, life of beauty gifted me A tiny hand, a breath, a brand-new fate The world was loud but the sound of a tiny humming heart beat was louder then the storm I found a joy that didn’t need a name A kind of love that never needs a disguise I wasn’t lost; I’d simply found my way Some saw a struggle a path too steep Sunshine lights the new path for me & my daughter I had the greatest love in my arms mine alone Sitting alone in my chair only hearing the rhythm of my heart For my daughter—who turned the cold and hard hallways of my life into a path of sunshine. You were the gift I didn’t know I was waiting for, the tiny hand that led a life of beauty and happiness
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Apr 13
Apr 13, 2026 at 7:42 AM UTC
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