Sierra
You are growing like
a beautiful plant
that started as a seed.
That seed was in your mother,
whose seed was in me,
as I was in my mother..
We are one.
We are a miracle.
You are a miracle
sent by God to
prosper and flourish.
I see only beauty before you!!!
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