Looking into your eyes,
I lose myself in their depths,
My hands in yours,
Seem to melt all my troubles away.
Fingers entwined, feet in sync,
I can take the world head on,
Your faith in me,
Is much more than my trust in myself.
Taking you up in my arms,
Kissing your cheeks as I hear you giggle,
My dear little daughter,
It’s the sweetest sound to my ears.
When I look back into the past,
To not have heeded to your father,
I feel absolutely blessed,
You’re nothing less than God’s gift to me.
All those mothers who fought to keep their girl child alive whether as single mothers or fighting against their families — You rock!