I am who you made me,
You gave me life,
You gave me knowledge,
I gave you laughs,
I gave you myself,
As a canvas,
You painted me with intricate detail,
With each stroke I gained,
I have gone farther in my quest,
To find who I am,
After you’ve made me,
I try to grow and spiral up,
Yet I didn’t want to grow,
I still don’t,
For what I am,
And who I’ve become,
It’s never enough,
To satisfy your needs,
Did you ever stop to think,
If I wanted to be smart,
Beautiful, and kind,
To be would mean,
I am never pleased,
With anyone else,
I take and take,
Everyone elses burdens,
For if I want it done right,
I better do it myself,
Although, I am better now,
I have been rewarded,
Ten-fold,
Like a dog given a bone,
The dog keeps coming back,
For the praise it was given,
Even though you created me,
I would never chosen anyone else,
To paint my canvas,
Into a light,
That will benefit all of man and women kind alike,
For I am who you made me.
My dear child, you are forever amazing me with your talent with words. You arw blessed with a gift and I am blessed by you.
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