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May 2017
I first saw the world, when you opened your eyes.
I first met true love, holding you in my arms.
All of a sudden, my dark world was filled with love.
Emotions like anger, jealousy, envy and resentment
seemed pointless, a waste of precious time.
No one else mattered to me, you were my one and only.
The only thing that was important to me,
was knowing you knew how much I loved you.
And to protect your innocence.

I watched you grow, and walk and smile and laugh.
You amazed me with everything you did.
I smiled all day long, whether we were on walks,
or snuggling on a rainy afternoon.
Your opinions on the way the world should be,
were so full of love and peace.
You, to this day are the brightest most beautiful star
I have ever seen.
You my sweet girl,
will forever amaze me.

I am sitting here alone now,
with all my regrets and mistakes, my sorrow and pain.
I am wishing I could look up
see your face smiling at me.
Your sister and yourself, sitting hugging,
laughing loud.
I have never felt more peace,
happiness and unconditional true love,
as when I just sat quietly back.
Watching the two of you be sisters to each other.
Loving each other, enjoying each other,
having each other.

I can never apologize for what happened,
I could never try to truly measure the lengths I fought
For you, for your childhood, for your life.
For your sister, her childhood and her life.
For our families memories, for your perfect life.
I am struggling, every day to find a reason to keep going forward.
To keep trying to do right by you, and your sister.
Because you two deserve that.
You are my heart, my soul, you are the reason I breathe.

It is so hard for me to know,
that I just lost it all.
I fought so hard for you, so you would stay the same.
But every battle got harder and harder.
And I was my only defence, and I am ashamed to say,
a mother broke, failed, let down her children.
Knowing I did this, makes every day a struggle,
and I cannot forgive myself.
My heart is yours, your sisters as well.
I love you,
you are the reason I breathe.
You are the reason I try.

I keep falling,
and I get knocked down alot,
but I will show you how much I love you,
in how many times I stand back up.
Ingrid Ohls
Written by
Ingrid Ohls  Guelph, ON
(Guelph, ON)   
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