Dearest Daughter Poem Novels & Stories

For this I sincerely apologise Because I dont mean to compromise But If I don't, I will jeopardize My being in paradise Aisha is really a paradise. I intend to send this poem to my one and only mother. A typical mother that only wants the best for his son. I clearly understand my mothers fears and concerns for me and my future. But I wish she would understand my views, my feelings and choices and respect them too as I do hers.

And a voice vast, ancient, inescapable whispers up from the depths: “Daughter of the storm… come home.” Then the ground collapses, and I fall into darkness.

At my bonding ceremony with Liam Jones, the pack witch appeared and dropped a bombshell—my long-lost sister, Victoria, was still alive. She could bring Victoria back, but there was a catch. She turned to my parents and asked: “Are you willing to trade Margret Davis for Victoria Davis? The two will swap bodies.” My parents' faces lit up with excitement. They didn't hesitate for a second. Yes. They said the only reason they had me was because Victoria had vanished, and their mind-link with her had gone silent. I'd spent twenty years living a life that was never mine, while my sister suffered for over a decade. This was what I owed her. Then the witch turned to Liam. Victoria had gone missing b

They were looking at each other longingly, as if the short distance between them felt like a million miles away. ~~~~ Time stands still Beauty in all she is I will be brave I will not let anything take away What's standing in front of me Every breath, every hour has come to this One step closer ~~~~ Sophia smiled at both if her parents, and her dear mother was already crying tears that she couldn't contain, because at long last, her daughter was finally going to be happy. ~~~~ And all along I believed I would find you Time has brought your heart to me I have loved you for a thousand years

Be what you want to be, see the things you've wished to see and enjoy your years. Make moments count and know that I love you. I love you with all my heart and to me, you are my sunshine, my miracle and my blessing. You are everything in a daughter, I prayed upon to God for. Your father and I are so proud of you. I love you. Mom.....❤💖❤

My dearest daughter, If you're reading this, it means I'm gone. And it means Edmund has finally decided you're ready to understand what I couldn't tell you while I was alive. I want you to know something important: you are not cursed. You are not a mistake. You are not a burden that I regret creating. You are the most beautiful, most powerful, most important thing I've ever been part of creating. And I am proud of you. Profoundly, completely, eternally proud.

"It's your wife, The woman you've been waiting for so long, You will wait until you are tired of waiting, and waiting tires of you, You will wait for the daughter of the sun to come, that will melt the ice of your heart with its raging fire, Only your enemy and the enemy of your enemies will bear your children. And bring a new offspring into this world, A progeny that embraces the gift of the sun and enjoys its light, But your path with it will be fraught with dangers and calamities, so beware, Beware, for you will be her protector and guide. won't survive without you, Choose your battle with her wisely, and train her best and prepare her, or else you will lose her and your offspring with he

her voice crack and she can only close her eyes with a pant. From time to time she is reminded the very person she had the first of everything, and the truest form at that. She never felt that way and been desire this otherworldly thing that she once stumble upon from a strange classic. It is said, “to attain the truest, be one with the true” but this doesn't include the true with the false classics in its possession! “He gone like a wind... with my... my dearest daughter,” her voice couldn't be more miserable as the tears rolling down her cheeks.

She was looking at me with a sorrowful expression on her face. "My prayer to the dear Goddess, Vreihya, has come true; she gave me a daughter who loves her people to the fullest," she tenderly told me, caressing my heart. "His death, Vreihya, was not in vain because it just deepened your love for people like him," mother replied gently, to which I agreed.

All the physical trappings of our life, soon to be left behind. But what matters most is already gone, racing through the night, carrying our hopes with her. Sophia, my beautiful, brave daughter. Nyx, the wolf who runs with our love protecting her. Run far, run fast, my darling girl. And someday, be free.