She was never crazy. She just didn't let her heart settle in a cage. She was born wild, and sometimes we need people like her; for it's the horrors in her heart which cause the flames in ours. And she was willing to burn for everything she ever loved.
I thought of you with love today, but that is nothing new. I thought about you yesterday, and days before that too. I think of you in silence. I often speak your name. All I have are memories, and your picture in a frame. Your memory is my keepsake, with which I'll never part. God has you in His keeping...I have you in my heart.
I've been wanting to share this poem with you for ages but I couldn't find the source. I hunted high and low to try and find the elusive e.h but had no luck and then yesterday I miraculously came across her place and now I'm so happy to share Erin's beautiful words which should be dedicated to all our daughters and so it is. Erin Hanson I salute you fine lady. ::source::