When my love was all you knew,
Your sky was gentle and baby blue.
But time revealed the truer you, and you grew.
Your colors gained courage, and your spirit flew.
When my love rang out steady and true,
Your heart showed us colors that felt more like you.
Life kept on blooming, and you bloomed too.
Your palette became honest, so brave, and new.
When my life reaches its final shore,
Remember: you were always worth fighting for.
Life will keep on moving, but this you must know.
I loved my daughter fiercely in ways words couldn’t show.
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Author:
NikNak73 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 16th, 2026 22:40
- Category: family
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