Behold, what I have I give unto you

Not because you were always good

Not because you were always right

And not because you worked so hard.

What I have I impart unto you

Because even before you were born, I loved you.

And despite your worst mistakes I believed in you.

What I have I bestow unto you

Because you are My daughter.

Because you are My son.

© D.L. Lunsford