Confessions to my daughters

How do I live up to the image you see,

When the strength you believe in isn’t in me?

I wish I were all that you think of me,

But these confessions are what set me free.

A loser in life, yet I’ve won with you two;

Your love pulls me through when I don’t know what to do.

I’m not infinite—my strengths are so few,

But my truest power lies only in you.

One day, you may see the limits I hide;

I only hope you’ll be kind and stay by my side.

— Amita Joshi