I feel as though I've hurt you.
Not me but through her.
Her actions and words are mine
By default.
My little girl is just that. Little.
Yet her mind is powerful,
Her voice is strong,
Her opinions loud and clear.
She pushes you away
And I am left apologizing,
Wishing I could patch things up-
Make them better again.
I try to squeeze into her heart,
Help her see beyond herself,
Show her how to care,
To understand someone's faults.
My little girl is growing
But growing takes it's time.
Meanwhile you're hurt
And so am I.
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Written 2017
