Missing My Baby
blues eyes and blond hair,
the reason my lungs breath air.
little smile with puffy cheeks,
for you, my heart always seeks.
little fingers covered in mud,
part of me, flesh and blood.
tiny torso with ticklish ribs,
don't listen to that mans fibs.
each day, one at a time,
good reasons for this rhyme.
i miss you with all my heart,
too much time spent apart.
Copyright © Kayla Swender | Year Posted 2012
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