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Step Into My Shoes

Lets travel across ages, To a time that cannot be; My character, attitude,behavior, Through my parent's eyes lets see. "The day you were born, Old memories will always be there, First time you in my arms, From beautiful eyes to pretty pretty hair. Cherished and admired every moment, All cute things done as a child, Happiness in spending time with you, Whether you were soft or wild. Proud moments came my way, The day you went to school, Small achievements began...like Your first lap across the pool. Music became your voice, With your feet dancing all the way, Artist, dancer...how many?? Cluless..i would probably say. Days passed, you grew up, From a kid to a teen; The perfect logic of the world, Misunderstandings making you mean. The way you acted and reacted, When i wanted to show you care, Although weird in your context, Made our quality times very rare. When you realised your attitude, Although it was a little late, I could always forgive cause Love can never become hate. Getting back to ourselves Joy exceeding boundaries in life, Had the best times on earth, Till you got promoted to a wife. Understanding though your married And living life all new, Whenever, whatever be the situation I will always love you. Your the best thing that ever happened to me I guess now you realise it, With the birth of another life through you Your love for all of us has to split. Hope you enjoy everyday with your kid, Like how i did with you, I will still be there with you always Till God makes me say adieu. I know you will love and miss me more; My departure will definitely bring down a tear, My soul and spirit rests with you, Cause you will always be my Dear."

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Date: 2/12/2011 10:52:00 PM
thanks but actually im the daughter and this poem shows how my parents felt and will feel about me...its just an imaginary poem on lookin through my parents eyes:)
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Date: 2/11/2011 5:38:00 AM
Great work that you have written honoring your daughter..I am sure that she will appreciate it..Sara
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