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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Knee high to a grasshopper That was yesterday I try to slow or stop her But she refuses to stay My baby she'll be Until I am no more She'll hold my memory As I knock on Heaven's door I often forget to remember My task is planting a seed The end of my fire, she is my ember I'm hesitant due to greed I want her to stay tiny Legs around my hip Adoration blinds me I've become a sinking ship Fighting the resistance The cha cha is our dance Moonwalking for instance Rather than taking chance She starves for sunshine And plentiful water supply My seed is to become a vine Quickly spreading, crawling high I die a little every day As she needs me less and less She's finding her own way It hurts, I must confess But heavy enough, my love To suck in my bottom lip She'll fall from my glove So will begin her trip I promise not to pry Or enable her from seeing With every ounce of strength, I'll try To keep her heart believing I'll tell her the good word Assure her of her voice Praying that she heard When it's time to make her choice A guardian angel, behind the side lines Freedom, but not neglect Mother bear won't intertwine But see that the world gives her respect Wherever I am I won't be too far If she's in a jam I'll be hanging on a star In mid July I'll be the sun rays on her face I'll give her wings, to fly Teach her class and grace In shadows I will live And for her, I will pray My last breath, I will give I'll never, ever go away
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