Cheryl L. Becker-Wiech
Ashley Rose - Poem by Cheryl L. Becker-Wiech
Autumn was the time of year.
She arrived to bring me cheer.
Her little hand was holding mine.
Loving her more with each tick of time.
Eyes as big and as black as night.
Your dimpled smile as bright as light.
Recapturing moments of two years gone by.
Observing your growth, locking it into mind.
Since having you I have known love better.
Each hug, each kiss couldn't come from a
better sender, my daughter ASHLEY ROSE.
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