My Daughter, by Janet Jenkins

You'll never really know, my dear,
Just how much you mean to me,
A mother's love, buried so deep,
That only my heart can see.

 

When I sit and really stare at you,
All I can do is grin,
Somewhere down deep inside,
I see myself within.

 

 

I'd never change a thing in you,
I thank God that your so fine,
Even when your at your worst,
I'm so proud that you are mine.

 

The roads we have traveled,
were not always that good,
I would take back all the pain you've felt,
Only if I could.

 

I know that I'm not perfect,
It's the best that I can do,
But everyday, I thank the Lord,

For a daughter as special as you.