Saturday, February 16, 2008

The Child

The child would ask from her youthful eye
How does one know love moma
I wish to know what love is through your eyes

A stroke of love my heart so touched
My child is growing and I will lose her to love
That grip on my heart and how it hurt me so much

Sweet child you will know love in the rain
In bone chilling cold it will warm up your soul
It's the dazzle of the sun when you see him again

It's doodles of pen when your all alone
It's the breathless of you when he's on the phone
It's the giggle of your smile that only he could ever own

It's the spark of high when someone mentions his name
He's the first though of your morning when you open your eyes
He's your lullabye to sleep when you finally close your eyes

He's the breath of your space even when he's away
He's the sparkle of the morning and the dew of your day
He's the never ending feeling that never goes away

He's a feeling so delicate that you always nurish
Your topic of choice that you can taste with flourish
The book of your voice when you choose to hear it

He's the want of your dreams only for two
He's the smile of your life
Even when you don't want to

He's the person you want
Forever to stay
The only one who could ever
Make the world go away


















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