She’s growing up too fast
I never knew just how
Little of this precious time we have.
Dad hasn’t been there much,
I know, I realize,
The years went by in quite a rush.
There’s pain in my soul
When I think of this part,
How long it’s been
It’s difficult to start.
I love you though,
With every single piece of my heart.
You’d never guess
How often I pray,
That one day here soon,
On a sunny afternoon,
God would make it happen,
You’d be making my life,
If dad could get a re-do.
About the Creator
Bailey Thornton
I’m a lone mommy of a handsome boy. & a full time advocate for anybody who can admit they need an advocate sometimes.. I don’t call my writings poetry, because it’s honestly just thoughts.
Thoughts that just happen to rhyme sometimes..
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