Face contorted
Crying to complain
Wrinkled skin
I forgot my pain
Tiny fingers
Tinier toes
Her fingers grab mine
Never to let go
Cord is cut
But not the bond
The heart is filled
With feelings profound
We grow together
My baby and I
She mirrors me
We are so much alike
Now all of fifteen
Wonder how years flew by?
Seems like yesterday
That I held my bundle of joy
I love her so
And so does she
All I can do, God
Is to thank thee!!!
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