A daughter to a mother is like a diamond in the rough.
A mother to a daughter sometimes makes life rough.
She'll always be your little girl, no matter what path she takes.
You'll often want to help her in decisions that she makes,
But you sit back silently, you have to let her grow
Then suddenly she's a woman and she wants you to let go.
You hold on very gently so she can't feel your grip,
But in your heart you'll be there just in case she slips.
She wants to share her feelings, but you won't understand,
When she comes home and tells you that she has found her man.
That diamond in the rough I will always call her mine,
But even I can clearly see He makes my diamond shine!
Diamond In The Rough
I have 4 daughters and this poem summed up to what they mean to me.
My Daughter
Published by Family Friend Poems July 2006 with permission of the Author.
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