Sara
I COULD ALMOST SEE YOU
DANCING AMID THE BRIGHT,
YELLOW DANDELIONS ON THAT
WARM SPRING DAY. FEET BARE,
TOUSLED HAIR, AND A DIRTY
LITTLE SMILING FACE LOOKING
UP AT ME. I WOULD HAVE
HELD YOU SO TIGHT AND NEVER
LET YOU GO-IF ONLY I COULD
HAVE.
I THINK OF YOU OFTEN-STILL.
BUT, YOU NEVER GET ANY OLDER.
YOU'LL FOREVER BE THAT
BEAUTIFUL BABY, RUNNING
CAREFREE AMID THE FLOWERS
OF JUNE.
Copyright © Mary Benim | Year Posted 2010
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