So this was long overdue...but that's not why it's special....let's not call it a 'post'
Listen to me my daughter, when I say
I was once a child like you, finding my way.
I didn’t stop to rest & smell the rain, or fulfil my
desire...
I didn’t go up to that girl and tell her that I loved her.
I trusted everyone and they hurt me with their words,
But I didn’t thank the people, my cries who heard
You be your own person, you be the star,
You walk your way, you make it far
For I lived to see your first step and I could see
That you would make the last count before you sleep...
With years... before my hair started to grey,
I married a woman who I loved, but never did say
My daughter I raised you to be like the woman I adore,
And you had all that she has but much more
I guess I did something right, even when I thought I was
wrong,
The path that I walked all my life, doesn’t seem so long
You be your own person, you be the star,
You walk your way, you make it far
For I lived to see your first step and I could see
That you would make the last count before you sleep...
My father, THE man, the one who raised me,
To be a daughter, a sister and the person I want to be.
I did smell the rain and my love I professed
I did shed a tear and to those I hurt, I confessed.
I made my own mistakes & so will my next,
But I will be the person you foresaw before I rest.
I will be my own person, I will be the star
I will tread my way hoping to make it far
Even though now you don’t live to see my last step
I am sure to tell you my story..after I rest
