Little One - Poem by Alice Kwan
Bright eyes look up at me
Curls and laughs, so nicely,
My love is there in the little one
Smiles that light up my heart like the sun
Oh, how i long for my own
So i may care and give a home
But not yet, though they call to me
i was born to be a mother of two, maybe three
I wish to raise many with blonde hair and blue sparkling eyes
Those triats of mine, also i wish them to be wise
I cannot wait for the for day i scream and push
And bring new life in just a whoosh.
Little one, little one, one day you will be mine
Such happy hopeful days, one of a kind.
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