Thirty years ago you cried after you couldn\'t breathe,
I held you briefly, forever feeling something altered in me,
I showed all a veneer of strength,
Yet was terrified I would fail you, so always kept you at length,
From the part of me, I feared, would become a part of you,
Even though I knew,
Love heals,
No matter how wounded we are, it can become true,
It did...It doesn\'t hurt as much anymore, I pray the same for you to,
You being born saved us...Happy birthday Amanda...I love you.