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