She is ours, whether you like it
or not…15 years
I raised her
mostly alone…
into the loving young women
she is today
Where I tried to let her see
life has so many way’s
to walk, together…
sometimes alone, but always
having us,
family and friends too
showing love
and really care…
Sometimes making decisions
not wanting it to turn out bad
but always believing
in the goodness, love
And she is trying so hard
to follow every thought
discovering it all,
in love now, herself…
Are you feeling replaced?
Do you really think she hates you?
Did you ever tried to ask her why
she believes in love?
This young woman,
our daughter
so in love with life,
with him…
You’re pushing her away
neglecting her boyfriend
Denying she loves him,
because she has hope
and love inside
For him the most…of course
he is her future,
while we,
as years fade,
become her past…
You force her
with your anger...
Don’t you see?
She loves him,
us...
She doesn’t want to choose…
Not between him,
or you and me…








Love and God bless you my friend, Joyce



Good-luck on contest



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