All the love for you
determined sparkle-girl
soft and steely strong


Running into the arms of life, my prayer is that I hold a mirror of steadfast love, joy, optimism. That the arms are open, the arms are safe, the hearts you meet are clear, true and kind. That you will know when they are not, and will know, like a wordless fact that the fortress is not a fortress, and the defense is kinder than you thought: finer than mist and more powerful than any assault.