13 years ago I held you in my arms. Our new lives were just beginning. A new parental figure for you to look up to and a partner that saw my value not only as a mother but as a wife. OH! how he adored having you in his arms. Almost as much as I did. 13 years ago I held you in my arms as we watched the ducks go by. Dan taking a picture of mommy and baby. Today you stay alone and isolated in your room. Hiding your beauty from the world. 15 is a rough age. Now, I suffer because I can't provide you a better life for us.
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