Dirty Blonde
Angel Spirits
~*~ I remember the way your eyes just barely reached my waist Beautiful brown eyes smiling while taking a ride on my feet ~*~ I recall your tiny little hands wrapping around my fingers gripping tight to not get lost and the way you trusted me ~*~ I still have a picture I treasure, your addition to the grocery list “Ottmill cookis with crem inside” one of our favorite sweet treats ~*~ But probably my favorite memory is when you lay asleep in my lap I remember the smell of your hair filled with comfort rocking you gently ~*~
About the Creator
Tressa Rose
On a serious self-discovering, soul-searching journey. Breaking myself out of a stagnant shell and reaching out for my dream of being a writer.
Co-author of Bounce Back- Dreams to Reality: Faith Over Fear
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