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It’s hard to describe how it feels, as true words will never do it justice.
The unknown has a way of undoing what you once thought you had control of.
Her face, eyes, and smile are always radiant in their excitement.
Seeing the world in all its explosive color and eccentric euphoria,
Is a superpower I believe she cultivates and belongs only to her.

I watch as the small dab of hazel catches her eyes from the light of the sun.
A mix of colors which she gets from her father, a man of sharp mind and personality.
I can tell her curiosity is piqued as she watches the movement of the trees outside.
All that she needs surrounds her – love, freedom, and a longing for adventure.
Her willpower for life is bred from the thrones of ancient Queens.

I know how it is I got here. But I’m still grappling with the feelings that overwhelm me.
I need her more than she needs me, that truth has always been evident.
As time fades, I hope she never forgets what the world will try to take from her.
Her strength and passion is a prize for the weary.
But being her mother is the greatest joy and love of my life.

-H ♡