Whispers of Time: Watching My Daughter Blossom Into Her Own

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In the cradle of dawn, your laughter begins,Like a melody woven through morning winds.Once a dream within my heart you lay,Now you rise, a new sun each day.Your tiny hands once clung to mine,Now they reach for stars that brightly shine.With every step, with every fall,You find your voice, you hear the call.The days unfold like petals in spring,In your eyes, the universe softly sings.A gentle strength, a spirit free,In your journey, you discover “me.”Though time may whisper and seasons glide,In my heart, you’ll always reside.A daughter, a dream, in the light you grow,Forever cherished, more than you’ll ever know.

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