Where

Where is the one I once new
My little angel dressed in blue
Now you stand here a young man
No longer do you want to hold moms hand

Where did you come from so bold and  so brave
Fighting off spiders and flowers to a girl you gave
In four short years You will be gone
My baby so big so strong

How can it be that time has flown
I closed my eyes and you were grown
I know you will always be my baby in my heart
But seeing you now tears me apart

You so indepenant wanting to be free
 Were is the little boy who needed me
I know what I am doing you say
As you go off with your friends to play
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Guzzi Avatar
May 16, 2009 at 12:12 PM
another good entry! 3rd verse last line "tears" my sons 32 and giving me a worse time now then when he was 2! Light & Love
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November 3, 2008 at 12:25 PM
Parents everywhere will relate to your poem. Congratulations on having it featured. Wishing you continued success with your writing. Karen
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November 3, 2008 at 8:47 AM
Congratulations Nita on your wonderful poetry being featured this week. Bittersweet write. Love, Shar
Jordan Avatar
November 3, 2008 at 4:23 AM
Nita they do grow up quickly - Congrats on having your poem featured this week - God Bless
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November 3, 2008 at 4:10 AM
Congratulations on your well deserved poem being featured this week Nita. Love, Carol
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November 2, 2008 at 5:41 PM
The object of the parent is to teach the child independence. As good parents, we feel an emptiness when we succeed. Well written. I raised four and each one left a void when they went on their own. Congratulations on being featured. Vince
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