Lost is the innocence of one such as her
For her eyes have seen everything
Her heart has hurt along with mine
Every time I have fallen she has fallen along side with me
Each time I have picked up the pieces, her small hands help me
I draw from her strength and courage
She speaks to me
Alone in the nights when sleep escapes my eyes
I hear her soothing voice encouraging
Reminding me of goals we set out to achieve so many years ago
Gently egging me on, challenging me to chase rainbows
None can claim or challenge the fact
Her knowledge of me is complete and infallible
Unbeknown to the world
Ashka my conscience
She speaks to me
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