Naz My Lovely Child

I used to talk to you when you were in my womb My love started off a cell and will go till my tomb Your strong kicks at dark I treasured for kisses The twirling and spinning for a dancing explicit The dagger in my spine for a romantic letter I would endure gladly no matter how sever The pain at your birth stint though excruciating Holding your warm body was splendid canvas painting Your fists holding all my breaths within its wrinkles Eyes gates to eternity when their stars sparkled I fed you not only milk but the essence of my soul Dreaming of you conquering all the unreachable goals You turned to be a young woman carrying a golden heart Your hands always giving to the in needs a caring support God accomplished my destiny by gifting you to us I would have never lived a full life but obstructing loss Your smile brightens my days, your tears drown me in ache I pray that your life will be as fulfilling as God has portrayed February 11-2016 Written for the contest "My lovely children" Sponsored by Laura Loo