If I could be some kind of God for just a day I would take all of your pain away replacing your every crying tear you've ever had, My Dear turning them into days of sunshine toward the past I've made plenty of mistakes while you grew up you were so wonderful to love heaven sent you to me from above and, now that you have grown I wish I could have known that the same scars given to me as a lass have now gone onto the next generation's torch to pass You say that I am dead to you I pray to God someday that somehow I'll find a way to stay strong for you, and say If I could be a God for just a day -- I'd make all your pain, and sadness go away My daughter I am sending sunshine, and love to you... Each, and every single day.. I wish that you could see just how precious you are to me... And these icy tears I cry are just filled with so many questions why... now my own mother that scarred my heart back when starting way back before I turned ten... seems to have convinced you of all her "zen" it's just so ironic to me that's all... how all the secrets, and the lies get replaced I now carry your own Grandmother's disgrace.
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