Eldest One

First time forever,
laying on my bed.
Is me and my eldest,
saying things we've never said.

So demanding in her ways,
she thinks she's getting heard.
But to me in my eyes,
shes just being a little turd.

I love her so deeply,
tried with all my heart.
to bring her up good.
and make sure were not apart.

so much to say,
to go against my words.
as i said in the second verse.
she's just a little turd.

17/05/2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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May 18, 2016 at 3:27 PM
You write lovely poems about your family. Thanks for sharing.
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