Divorce And A Child
In my arms is my creation,
with it's soft body and strong grip,
it sleeps with tender ease.
As I hold my baby girl I feel her breathing,
My oh my how her breath helps me to keep going,
with her tiny hands a wonderful smile,
to her tight grip and peaceful mind.
As i lay her down to rest in her little bed,
I cry for her and me,
for tomorrow my baby girl's mother splits us apart