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.
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Author:
Tayama (
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My baby turned 30. How becoming a father forever shows one the truth of what love is and can do.
Wow this is beautiful and well need as I just help a friend go through her first. It was called little light blessing, thank you again and I'm honoured to wish Amanda a happy birthday.
Your fatherly vibration is well needed, thank you.
Much peace and respect
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