I’m so very sorry I was so mean to you.
I didn’t realize it made each day old instead of new.
I feel bad for the way I treated you.
I hope
To Make each day new.
Depression stings I know you can see,
I just wish it wasn’t me.
But it is so lets just work on finding the better she
That I know I can be.
I know I said a lot of unkind things.
I wish I could, instead spread my wings,
And to you-- sing.
I love you with all my heart.
I loved you from the start.
I’ll play my part of the song,
So hopefully with new wings attached,
We can get along.
Daughter and friend
Until the end.
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