Elizabeth McCoy Kidd
My Little Child - Poem by Elizabeth McCoy Kidd
I look at you now, My Little Child.
some days your actions were very wild.
Other days-you could be so sweet.
I can remember the pitter patter of your little feet.
That memory brings a smile to my face.
In my heart-you will always have a place.
One day, from me, you will have to part.
and, I know. this will surely break my heart.
When it is time for you to go,
please let it be slow.
Until then, I will shower you with all my motherly love,
knowing you have been a blessing from above.
anyone can see
you will always be
My little Child.
written by Elizabeth McCoy Kidd 2006
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