Mommy, will you come out to play today?
Not today, I'm sorry baby, too much's in disarray

My beautiful daughter, full of love and joy
So many smiles and playing to enjoy

I never knew the pain behind her smiles
Or of her many trials

I wasnt there to kiss away her tears
Or help her calm her fears

A mother's love isn't enough
When she isn't there, to teach her daughter to be tough

I never understood 'til now
To you I give this vow

To come and play
If you ever come back to me someday

I love you, Iquee, my little one
The specialist of fun

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Miraman, in the year 371 AF.