My Daughter Kyra
This is a poem that I wrote for my daughter.
My Daughter Kyra belongs to the following groups:
All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical and SeachangesI look at you and I see my own eyes.
I hug you and I feel your eyelashes on my cheek.
You grab my hand knowing that I will protect you.
I lay awake and watch you sleeping.
I smell your hair and thank God for you.
You are the breath of beauty and the voice of reason.
You are my daughter and I am proud.
My child is a gift to my life and a growing root to my soul.
mrcool
very nice, isnt love a powerful thing,and should be more of it in todays world!!
rachael73 replied
I had a hard time finishing this without crying. That kind of love never ponders. Thank you for your comment.
mrcool
your most welcomed Rachael, i wrot a poem similar to yours & i teared up too, keep safe.
dancingminds
its very beautiful n touchin poem
MIKERUSSELL
Nothing last forever.Things “will” get better and your dream will materialize.:0) Luv,Luv.
TannerRagland
Oi, mum. Wasn’t there one written for dear old Tanner as well? :p
~Tanner