your hands are worn from labour, scrubbing floors, changing nappies, washing dishes.
you have weathered many a storm and you have allowed experience to make you stronger, instead of letting it turn you into a cold hearted hag.
when I look at you, I see wisdom and beauty and youth. The spirit of a child.
the heart of a friend, lover, girl, woman, queen.
your laughter and singing resonates in my mind.
your unconditional love remains ever in my heart.
and when you go and it's dark enough to see the stars, you will be a diamond star in a velvet sky.