Monday, October 24, 2011

Mothers and Daughters

I remember
How you brushed and braided my long, long hair
And someday
I will do the same for you

How you gently bathed me
Quietly carried me
Patiently fed me
Selflessly cared for me 
In the middle of the night when I was ill

How you held my hand as I took unsteady steps
How you held me close until peace fell over me
And someday
I will do the same for you

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