Beth Poem by Meghan McElroy

Beth



I saw her there
In my arms
I almost cried
In spite of myself
She was mine
My own little me
She had her mothers eyes
The rest
Me
Her name was Beth
My wonderful daughter

Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: daughter,mothers
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