Her Father Loved Her, Her Mother Was Her Friend
They brought her up well

Her Father Loved Her, Her Mother Was Her Friend
Her father taught her to stand tall,
her mother showed her how to bend without breaking.
They filled her childhood with love and stories,
with laughter and quiet patience.
She learned courage, patience, and gentleness,
lessons that carried her through every difficult day.
Even when the world became harsh,
they were always there, steady and unwavering.
She held their voices in her chest,
their warmth in her heart,
and it guided her through everything she faced.
Her father loved her, her mother was her friend,
and that love followed her wherever she went,
in every step, every choice, every quiet moment.

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