sometimes i can feel you growing, just to be clear i'm speaking in metaphors. i see your tanned skin; light doe-eyes, they reflect the sun seeming to glistens a whim of adventure. the roundness of your face tells me you're youth; my beautiful baby girl: when you join me years from now i'll build you up like a mountain. i'm going to help make you whole from the start, fill the voids i know i lacked, you'll always feel confident. you'll be the best you can be. you'll be strong willed with the confidence to let people know it. your heart will be tender and soft; open to the sorrows of others: receptivity. the most important thing i'l teach you is love. you'll grow, and grow, and grow, filling your body and spirit with the greatest gift of all. love for yourself because you are YOU and you are BEAUTIFUL. love for all people because we all are apart of one another. love for your mind, and your heart- ego and soul, although they'll often conflict you will have the confidence in your choices to achieve greatness. you'll probably end up with some of my weaknesses, as we all seem to. for this, i am sorry. i am sorry for the pain it will cause you- the tears you will weep over such a sensitive soul i'm sorry for the difficulty journey you've begun but it is one filled with richness and growth that you have only be able to dream of your so called weaknesses, they make you human. you my baby girl will grow into a beautiful person in more ways than you can count. you'll be filled with passion and love, this will make you alluring to those around you- drawn to you like a bee to flower. you will be beautiful in your body because YOU know you are, you will be empathetic because you'll have an understanding, your soft heart will give you the ability to love and be loved, and that love will bring you wholeness my child.
this is an edit from a poem over a year old {also located on here}.