My Baby

poem by: Freesa Khan
Written on Jan 16, 2014


Late night changes, morning cries,
Night time spent singing lullabies.
Joyful laughter and day time shows,
Always lugging a change of clothes.
Canâ€™t remember a good nightâ€™s sleep,
Or silent days without a peep.
And with all the struggle I love you so,
Could never ever let you go.
One day you shall go on your own,
I hope youâ€™ll find your way back home.

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greg woods commented:

Beautiful Freesa

Janet Vick commented:

Ah...the joys of a baby. I remember this well. Good write. Take care Janet

Candace Cox commented:

Beautiful, and charming :)

Melissa Marker commented:

Aww I am a mother and that says so much in so little words I like it

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