You are not in competition
with anyone but yourself,
You don’t have to prove a point
For I love you just the way you are.
If you think your grades matter,
Let me tell you, not to me
but certainly they do to the world
for that’s how your worth is weighed.
But I love you just the way you are.
Ever since the day of your birth,
all I prayed was to raise you as a
human being worthy to be loved.
Years rolled by with ups and downs
but you pulled through it all with
such grace that I feel the pangs of
guilt and shame wrench at my gut.
I ask myself, ” Am I being unjust and
unfair to my child?”
And then without pausing awhile
I move on with my round of DUTIES.
But remember I love you all the same.
For, I take great pride watching you
grow, all the eleven years racing by
in the wink of an eye.
Can’t thank you enough for all the
little help in those moments of chaos
when nothing else works.
You’re truly God’s best sent angel!