Outgrow me,
my love.
Expand yourself
beyond
my horizon –
Take in more,
be more
see more
of the world
and of yourself
than I ever could.
Outgrow me, my
lovely daughter.
Stretch your mind
further than mine
could travel.
Do more
try more
hope more
than I ever could.
Outgrow me
to grow into You.
Outrun me, outlast me –
the distance I entrust
to you.
I, who grew you,
pray
you never outgrow
my love.
Copyright 2018 Ruth Wiseman
Ruth Wiseman 
Ruth, this is so beautiful. I feel exactly the same about Libby. Thank you for sharing this with us. (((((HUGS)))))
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Thank you, sweetie. I need to stretch myself to let her go… painful and beautiful at the same time. It is like another birth.
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Indeed.
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