I am Fearless.
I climb the highest peak in the park,
and slide down hands in the air, stark.
I am Kindness.
Believing sharing is caring,
being forgiving and fairing.
I am Love.
Full of infinite hugs and kisses,
worth way more than material riches.
I am Support.
The hand that holds hers,
in times of wonderment or fears.
I am Comfort.
The blanket she cuddles,
sometimes whole hearted, sometimes so subtle.
I am Strength.
I move mountains for her dreams,
in her honor nothing is extreme.
I am Beautiful.
My hair, my clothes,
my grace, my flows;
I am fit to be a real princess.
I am a Teacher.
I hold the answers to the unknown,
maybe even the formula for becoming grown.
I am a Protector.
I know the thoughts before she speaks,
I know the moves before she leaps.
I am Crazy.
Like the Hulk or the Mad Scientist,
ping-ponging between loudest and quietest.
I am a Hero.
I make bad dreams go away,
and save her from spiders that prey.
I am Peace.
I allow calmness and clarity,
embracing her in a light of sincerity.
I am Fun.
playing, and prancing.
I am Every Mother, every mother is in Me.
Even if I lose faith, I know the truth lies,
in my daughter’s eyes.