Climbing up to the top
Fighting your way thru the clouds
Overcoming the hardships what life brings you
Bearing everyone's burden can be so crude
Glaring into those little beeatie eyes make you want to smile
Never in a million years I thought I would be your mother
Ever after seams like a long ways away because yet your so small
You will grow up on me and then you too will be as happy as I am
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such a nice poem, Bethany. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks