When I look across the room
And see her playing alone,
I miss her.
A glorious milestone, one I've been waiting for.
She's happy...
And she's not in my arms.
She's growing up before my very eyes.
My newborn is no more.
Three little ladies and a gentleman in the making.
1 comment:
made me tear up this one did. I was just thinking the same thing last weekend about my own!
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