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Little girl..Innocent eyes, looking up, wanting to know the way. Little fingers wrapping around your thumb. Always counting... over and over again... fingers and toes just to make sure she really is perfect.Little girl..
Watching as she grows. Barely One and already a heart breaker. What in the name did you get yourself into? Then she'll look up at you, clap, and smile with the wide eyed toothless grin. A grin the you know well from pictures on the wall... from days long past, when you were once her age.
Vow to protect this sacred little creature. For she is life, soul, love an
I also wanted to comment on It will always die. I think that's my favorite of the ones you've written so far. Heh, hence the favorite.
Anyway, welcome to DA and all that jazz. I'd love it if you could check out some of my poems too. It'd be nice to have some feedback from a fellow poet.
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...don't make me use my man voice.
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~K.C.
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"Outside of dog, a book is a man's best friend.
Inside of a dog, it's to dark to Read."
~Groucho Marx
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