A Childs Love
Each night I kiss you softly
and gently stroke your hair
Knowing that when morning comes
you will still be there
When we wake up and I come in your room
you smile and say "mama" and reach for me
I set you down and you run to the cuboard
pointing at something to eat
After your done you say to me "bankies"
to ask for the blanket you love so much
then you will go and lie down on the floor
and fall asleep untill its time for lunch
Then you wake up and we play all day
these are the best times for me
will you be able to remember these times
I guess we'll have to see.
Copyright © Michelle Phillips | Year Posted 2006
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