My daughter, as a child, danced with glee,My daughter, spirit shining bright,A beacon of pure energy,Guiding me through the darkest night.My daughter, once full of spirit, she lit my path,A beacon of hope, dispelling all wrath, But now, with children by her side,Torn and confused, she walks alone,Yearning for that light inside,Lost in a world … Continue reading A prayer for my eldest