Mother and Daughter
Flowers that grow,
Looking taller every hour.
Waiting for them to bloom,
But hopefully not too soon.
My two beautiful flowers,
That grow with every hour.
Such beauty they hold as they blossom,
But to watch them grow is truly awesome.
I cannot keep them always near,
For I’ll suffocate them I fear.
For every bloom differs,
As the current of every river.
I will always be their loving caregiver.
For we are Mother and Daughter,
We will always share the same water.
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