she has the heart of a lion
and the face of a child
her eyes the color of cyan
when her emotions run wild
her skin, nearly translucent
lost in the words of a song
she was mine for a moment
and then, she was gone
an illusion of beauty
all wrapped up in her smile
a gift given to me
if for only awhile
content to fly freely
as if, just passing through
to tame her, unlikely
and she hasn't a clue
my world, counterfeit
without the love of this girl
I wouldn’t change a minute of it
not for the whole world
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I wrote this poem in honor of my youngest daughter. Watching her spread her wings and fly, becoming everything, she was meant to be, without fear, is inspirational.
I have the pleasure of being a front row spectator to the impact she is having on the world around her.
What a fabulous joy it is to become friends with such an incredible person, who just so happens, to call me mom.
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Hey, you. I thought I’d start this letter by telling you a little about myself, just so you know who you’re dealing with. I’m an emotional dad, father to three amazing kids who we met through the foster care system, and whose presence in our lives has really transformed my sense of responsibility to the communities that surround us. The connections we’ve made with one another, with our extended families, and with the communities where we live and look for belonging have catapulted us into this whirlwind of emotional tumult which, while not easy by any stretch of the measure, has also been remarkably healing. I realize ours is really only a one-sided chosen family, since our kids didn’t get to choose to live here, but I’d like to think that they did choose to let us love them, which allowed them to grow to love us. And I think that’s where I want to go with this letter- to a place where you can find belonging and healing- even if the pathway there may be peppered with some emotional tumult.
By F Cade Swanson6 days ago in Pride
Comments (7)
She is beautiful and loved the heartfelt words from a proud mum! 🤍
I loved this beautiful wonderful tribute.
A wonderful tribute to a loverly young lady.
Awww, she's so beautiful! Is she Wynter? Your poem for her was so wonderful!
Beautiful picture & tribute. Will we get one for your older daughter as well?
Such blessedly lovely sentiments. I have 3 sons, 1 daughter, 6 grandsons, 1 brand new granddaughter (9/30/23). The pain, joy, grief, love, and pure exhiliration of watching their lives unfold is a miracle every day. Great job with this.
So beautiful!!