You grew in my belly
So near to my heart
I knew that I loved you
Right from the start
Now you're sixteen
So tender and sweet
In my little world
You're branded a treat
I see you maturing
And I want to hold on
But I have to let go
For you to be strong
Strong in the essence
Of who you should be
While remaining the treasure
That you are to me
Copyright Mary Jane Gonzales
7-3-13
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