Dear Avie,
My life was built around you.
If only I could start over.
Wishing I didn’t have to grow older.
I feel like I’m flying high, but my wings are out of control.
Take me to where I belong.
Maybe I will have to come to you.
This pen and paper can bring me to you.
Writing soothes my soul.
The ink inside my pen is filled with you.
You are guiding my hand as I write.
Mommy loves you.
Xoxo- Mommy
