Quilted

She looks like her mother

but takes after her father

in speed of temper and wit

she has eyes like her father

but takes after her mother

in grace and denial of pain.

She thinks like her mother 

but acts like her father

takes on more than she can 'till she breaks

she thinks like her father 

but acts like her mother

calm in a diamond embrace.

Her heart is her mother's

but she loves like her father

intense and wholly devoted

her heart is her father's 

but she loves like her mother

bridled but fiercer than shown.

Two halves make a whole

but she's cobbled like patchwork

each pattern is vital to each fold

she's a quilted creation

and though frayed at the edges

she's stitched with a thread that will hold.