A pain in
my chest makes me want to cry.
I just
want to scream why oh why?
I can’t
stop you growing up or the stress that that brings.
But I can
remember the days when you made my heart sing.
It was
easier then, no worry or strife.
Which made
for me a much simpler life.
But my
love for you will never end.
Because
you’re my little girl and my very best friend.
© Jeanette Walters, all rights reserved.
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