As a little girl...I would ask you to tell me a story, i'd ask you to tell me until you were
exhausted and out of stories.
Now you’re starting to repeat yourself, you’re telling me the same old stories. Your memory is not what it used to be.
But I will forever sit & listen. As if its the first time, as if I’m still that little girl so eager to listen and learn.
You gave me all of your time when I needed you most, I will try and do the same for I know our time is short and the lessons are many.