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Come to me in your summer time, when our laughter is as the daisies in the grass. Come to me in your winter time, when you feel as if ice freezes your heart and blood. For I am your shelter, your guardian, your forever home... always with an open door, the key always in your pocket, and a love that is always yours.

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My child is my child, boy or girl. My child holds my soul in their heart, and my heart is forever theirs. My child is free to live, to learn and love whom they love... for there is no rule that can contain such a sacred thing. My child has my support for always and my guidance should they every wish to ask. I would walk through the gates of hell to keep them safe and feel honoured to be given the chance, feeling only gratitude. For every child is a sacred gift, yours and mine. We show our creator our gratitude by loving them with every power we possess, letting them explore, be adventurous, take risks... yet standing by to catch them if they fall. Let a mother's love, and a father's too, be the platform from which our children fly into clear blue skies, ever thankful to be such.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 4, 2018.