Samantha

Her hair is the color of straw. It falls around her marked face. The brown outline of covering nearly half of her. A beautiful bruise of life. Her eyes blue, clear as grayed water. They pierce me in a way that few can. Seeking and questioning everything. The pain that lurks in them, hides deep. Her smile is crooked and white. And brilliant. She shines her happiness everywhere. Yet, hiding so much more. Her laugh rings out, obnoxiously loud. Her tantrums and screams carry on endlessly. She talks incessantly, and sees more than most. She understands what she shouldn't know. Not yet. Her love and care seems to be endless. But she's fighting off terror, too. Saw too much, heard too much. She was left too many times. A small, innocent girl abandoned by the one that she should have been able to rely on. Forever. Yet, that's not how it was to be. But, I hope she will always know that she has me. Right now, and forever on. Her mother lacking in what she should be, but blessed with sisters. Samantha, I want you to know I won't ever leave. I'll be here always, ready to step into where she should, but cannot. I'll look after you. I'll do my best to explain why it turned out this way. I'll help you love, live, and learn. I'll be a mentor, mother, sister, and best friend for whenever you need it. I love you beautiful girl.
This also goes for my other two gorgeous little sisters, and my four wonderful nieces.
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Sorry, I just felt the need to write that. I think I may start writing "letters" to people. Just an occasional outlet idea.