I missed you in the years we were apart,
A quiet ache tucked deep inside my heart.
You were near, then far, a shadow passing by, I grew up longing, wondering why.
Fostered by distance,
But still, your love lingered,
Though life pulled us apart, we’d be together again later. That’s when I I found you waiting on that quiet street, again we’d meet.
Dropped on your doorstep, a girl full of dreams,
We mended our bond with stitches and seams.
The years together, shared laughter and tears,
You became my best friend, despite the lost years.
I’m proud of the battles you fought and won,
Facing your demons, refusing to run.
You beat addiction like a badass queen,
Stronger than anyone I’ve ever seen.
Your kindness blooms in everything you do,
You’re sweet, strong, and always true.
Mom, we’ve come far, with miles still to go,
But every step with you makes my love grow.
-Harper Wilde 🌿
Exploring the wild edges of emotion and reflection 🌿
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