Open Poetry #9 |
This little gift of mine |
Angel Sighs And Smiles Junior Member
since 2000-08-01
Posts 16 |
I often wonder who she'll be, this little gift of mine. I wonder, will she think of me, this little gift of mine. Will she always be so sweet, this little gift of mine. Will she once again need me, This little gift of mine. Does she have the wings to fly, this little gift of mine. Will she hang her head and cry, this little gift of mine. Will she pass the test of time, this little gift of mine. Remember all the ties that bind, this little gift of mine. I was Mommy once upon a time, this little gift of mine. And she my baby shining bright this little gift of mine. A fantasy I can't let go, this little gift of mine one day she will surely know, this little gift of mine. I never wanted her to go, this little gift of mine. A temporary gift to me, this little gift of mine. Now in Daddys arms she sleeps, this little gift of mine. Never will she have to roam, this little gift of mine. Cause this was just a foster home, for this little gift of mine |
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HM3 Member
since 1999-07-15
Posts 169TX |
WOW! We were foster parents and it can be hard on the heart when it's time to let go. We took in an 8 month old and when we had to take him to live at his new adoptive home months later, well there was a LOT of kicking and screaming. My husband finally got me in the car though and we still think of him. Are you in a state that does Life books? If you ever need a lift, I'm just a click away and GOOD for you. < !signature--> Work like money doesn't matter, love like you've never been hurt, dance like nobody's watching... [This message has been edited by HM3 (edited 08-01-2000).] |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
AngelSmiles~ It's a treasure when one angel holds another angel ... no matter how brief the time. The impact can and does last for years. How wonderful of you to share with us. Welcome to the greatest family of caring and sharing on the web. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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