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 only these confessions can 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.

Not infinite—my strengths are so few,

But my true power lies only in you.

One day, you’ll see the limits I hide,

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

Amita Joshi