On the eve of my daughter's seventh birthday
My heart walks around with you
It is there when you cross the street
and when you smile up at me.
It runs with you at recess
and skips a beat every time you hurt.
My heart works because you do.
I'll try for the rest of my life to explain all of this to you,
to show you my insides wrapped up in yours, to help you feel my warmth,
to know that my kisses and hugs will never end,
and that no matter what,
I will honor you
and believe in you
and love you until way beyond my last breath.