I want to give you pebbles
the red one’s on the beach
Want to keep them safe for you
always in your reach
You are that something special
someone warm and bright
I lie in bed and think of you
you are my brightest light
When I touch your little face
you smell like rosemary
You are my little baby girl
I’m happy as can be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem sylv. not much better in life than being a parent! or worse!