Open Poetry #9 |
My DAUGHER |
Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
The beating of the heart This is where it seems to start I remember the way she felt in my womb We were in love from the beginning I couldn't wait to greet her and kiss her tiny face. Time has passed by quickly And now she is packing up her bags Leaving me once more to venture out into the world To learn what I can't teach her. Though I have taught her things that books will never give her. My daugher is my heart but tomorrow she will part To go to where life leads her To build her even more For one day she will be a mother for herself I love her more than words can say and I know there's a different glow about this day for I'm so very proud of her and she's my daugher for to stay No matter how old she is I will always let her know that home is where the heart is Love will just grow more and more then one day she will know that there's something quite special between a mother and her daugher. Tomorrow is her second year to college she will go but with her she will always know that home is here to stay. |
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Knight Dreams Junior Member
since 2000-08-16
Posts 46Austin, Texas |
ITs hard letting go and hoping you have placed enough of you in your own children that they will continue to do whats right. You express your desire to remain close with her and I am sure she will not go to far. Best wishes |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
I'm so very proud of her and she's my daugher for to stay No matter how old she is I will always let her know that home is where the heart is Love will just grow more and more then one day she will know that there's something quite special between a mother and her daugher. This is so sweet and your love for her shines like that of a thousand suns. |
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Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
thanks Mark and Knight Dream, I gave her this poem , sometimes expressing myself at moments like these are very hard. |
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