Becca, My Baby Girl
Becca, My Baby Girl
I watch you sleep.
I stroke your hair.
You are my baby girl.
Your sweet sixteen.
How I remember the minutes, the days, the years.
All your beautiful smiles, but also your many tears.
I wish you would let me in, it`s ok to need your Mom.
Because I will always need you.
My baby girl.
Copyright © Crystal Bellman | Year Posted 2008
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