Daughter. When you see the signs of depression closing in on you, And you wish you were anywhere else but in your own skin, Remember me. And when you can’t get through to me, Whenever we do not see eye-to-eye, Know this: You are loved and cherished. You are beautifully perfect, no matter your imperfections Know that you are the very breath of God and there is power in your stride. My child, I may not understand that you are a different person, Perhaps severing the umbilical c