Wooded walk
We chose our path
New to us but familiar
Wild raspberries delighting
Careful for the ivy
Aren't they delicious?
New fragrances in these woods
She runs ahead, but back again
This marvelous child that I bore
We find our way down the path
Wooded glen clears away wide
A field of grasses and open sky
Our path together now
My baby grown so wonderfully
Proudly I encourage her future
Soon changes come
My heart is with her always
Her dreams and mine, blossoming
This moment our gift
A little place of peace
The whole sky, beckoning
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