Sunday, March 13, 2005

Poem - Arya ( written when Arya was 1 )

She believes in fairies
And all my stories
She claps her hands when I dance
And moves to music as if in a trance
She knows just when I need a hug
And when she breaks the coffee mug
She can melt me with a tear or two
As for shocks she's given me a few
One day, she got lost walking on the street
Me n her dad our hearts missed a beat
We searched for her high and low
And found her gazing at the store window
Then once, she fell down and grazed her knee
A drop of her blood I couldn't bear to see
She shook her head at the medicine I had
Mommy, kiss it and make it better, she said
She taught me to give all that I had to give
She made me cry and laugh and live
She turned me into my own mother
Now I wonder how I ever lived without her

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