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To Jemima – My Girl
Look at you, not a girl anymore, not quite a woman Beautiful in your dress, hair all done up, wearing your first pair of heels Full of nerves for your first school dance, butterflies dancing in your stomach I can see the little girl you were, I now can imagine the woman you will be…
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Is it selfish to put yourself first?
I have this issue, I find it almost impossible to put myself first, I will always put my daughter, partner, wife & mother ahead of myself, if not friends as well. If I do put myself first I feel selfish, my mind goes into guilt mode. Berating myself, if I really love them surley I…
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Crestfallen.
Her scars are so well hidden, tied up with a ribbon They have pushed her to be driven, easy street never a given She looks at them often, to remind her of what can not be forgotten Her childhood forsaken, the reality was disillusion, her fate unchosen She is the very definition of a self…
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My Girl.
To my daughter,I was so scared when you were born, we had gone through IVF for 5 years, you were much anticipated & wanted. We had prepared, everything was ready, it had been for over a year. Then six months before you were born, after we had passed the danger period where we had lost…
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