From My Heart To Yours - A Mother's Gift

To the man

Who takes her hand

And her heart. 

Treat her gently.

Love her tenderly.

Speak to her softly. 

This woman

Who stands before you. 

This woman

Who waits to serve you.

This woman

Who gives herself to you. 

Freely,

Willingly,

And completely,

Was first

My girl.

 

Now here she stands

In radiant beauty.

Brilliant.

Strong.

Loving.

Wise beyond her years.

Powerful beyond measure.

Firm in her resolve

To love you

And only you.

To surrender to you

The king she never saw coming.

 

Where two have found

their way to one.

Where you hold her heart

In your hands. 

Where she waits to build your kingdom

On the foundation of your love. 

Built on truth

Built on trust

Built on vulnerability

Built on the deep-rooted knowing

That you belong together.

 

And so she silently prays

Lord, I give myself

To this man.

Let him be

My soft place to land.

Let him catch me

If ever I should fall.

And remind me of the beauty

In the softness of my soul.

 

Feel the weight

Of her trust

The magnitude

Of her surrender.

Let it be

Your guiding star.

Let it be

Your daily reminder

To keep loving

To keep striving

To keep building

To be the man you promised to be.

To be the king she already knew you to be.

D. S. Thomas