Tianna

An inspired poem by my little girl

Here she is.

Here I am holding her in my arms.

I'm tired and weary, 

here i am , in a hospital bed,

holding my little girl,

I'm so proud of her,

she did so well,

My beautiful, beautiful little girl.

her hazel brown curls form perfectly,

her huge brown eyes ever so tightly shut,

her fair skin, softer than cotton.

I love her so much I just want to cry cry and cry.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I do understand this poem. I raised four children and I have three grandchildren. Holding your child for the first time. A forever connection. Thank you my friend for sharing the poem for love and our children.
Coyote

[Gee]

That is oh so sweet, beautiful even.

[Vignesh Sam]

Nice words... my favourite 'her hazel brown curls form perfectly'...

[A.R. Rose]

Thanks for the review!