... my girl and her cake pop

September 15, 2017

 

 

I crafted palaces for you, out of sheets and blankets. 

 

I laughed at your jokes, before you could speak words recognized by the adult world. 

 

I combed your hair and tried not to pull it. 

 

I rubbed your back for two hours straight, while you worked to fall asleep... on every family vacation. 

 

I played every "I spy wif my yittle eye... somesing...".

 

I held you in my arms and sang "He's Always Been Faithful" over your life and heart. 

 

I have prayed continuously... that you grow into all the potentials we see in your little spirit.

 

Jesus knows you, Riley baby.

 

I bought you a cake-pop...

 

and

 

I love you. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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