When a daughter is born
Foggy dreams
Become crystal clear
As playgrounds
And birthday parties
Take giant leaps
And minutes turn into years.
Rhymes from mother's day cards
Turn into sad songs
When broken toys
Become broken hearts
And mother's arms still fit around
Their daughter's sighs.
Hugs
Laughter
Drops of tears
Weave treasured tapestries for
Many years.
Mugs of hot cocoa
Become cups of tea
And a love that has been nourished
Cannot help but flourish
From baby steps to
College steps
From building blocks to
Travel clocks
A mother's heart is always near
A daughter's love is very dear.
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