I don't know what to tell her
What to say to my little girl
A miniature me
Looking back at me as we look in the mirror
Her. desperately trying to show me her flaws
But all I see is beauty
She's apart of me
She's the flesh of my flesh
Blood of my blood
Born out of my womb
The life I didn't create but delivered to this world to love
And be loved.
My Angel
Kinky curly hair
Big brown sparkly eyes
Tiny pink lips
Wisdom
That's what mommy sees baby girl
Tiny hands that'll be brave and strong enough to support the world.
But that's a burden I wouldn't place upon you love
Because mommy knows the world is ungrateful
Mommy will be here to love you like no other
A smile
Charming, sugary, secretive
"Let's go get a brownie baby."
A wink from mommy...
YOU ARE READING
We Are Secretly Best Friends
PoetryWords from a scarred,tattered soul. Always here,there. Near,not too far but close, close enough to sleep into your soul. Hahahaaa,just read the poems. You won't be disappointed.
