His eyes are blue,
His smile is beautiful, too.
It reflects the sun, to beautiful to see,
Yet he knows nothing of her, nor me.
He passes us by,
Like the baby bird that just learns to fly,
Leaving the nest and taking to the sky,
I just wish he'd notice my mother and I.
June 18,2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My daughter you are my best friend and the most precious daughter a mother could be given an I love you so much an Thank God that he loves me and God blessed me with you ❤️ I can never thank God enough but I will until I go home to be with Our Father in Heaven