Dear R.

Sirens screams on head
And she’s there to clear the state

Goddammit!
They have mistaken her birth
For an angel on earth.

A clue in the letter
To clear the view;

She’s the definition of what a “friend” is
With a pure soul in
An instant happiness in each breath
A secure pillow
Merging the essence of gloriousness through
A melody for my heart to rescue

A family member;
A mother with her big heart
A sister with her words
My daughter. A comfort zone.

Never allowing to break this Bond
Delivering smiles while we’re miles beyond

Fulfilling this ship is my due
Where would I be in this world without you

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