You are the poem I dreamed of writing, the masterpiece I longed to paint. You are the shining star I reached for in my ever hopeful quest for life fulfilled. You are my child, now with all things I am blessed. ❤️ my daughter❤️
Hatred, prejudice of any form, cruelty is a taught thing! Babies are not born with those feelings, all they know how to do is love! It's not always the kids fault when the parents are raising them to be assholes!