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Its Your Turn
Faint little movements all around
your very first ultrasound tiny little heartbeat
saying im alive Nine months later she has arrived,
Tiny little fingers Ten itty bitty toes
smile of an angel,cute little button nose.
Months go by and before you know shes standing
on her own.
Unsteady lil knees and legs wobble
as she trys to take a step reaching out
for a hand, seeing none she takes the chance
first one then two before you know it shes
runnin past you.
One,two,three years go by still your the hero,
in her eyes your the modle of what she wants to be
in her eyes you are a queen.
Four,five, six years fly by shes still the little
apple of your eye.
Seven, Eight,Nine,Ten You want your baby back again
all grown up now off to high school Sixtine years had
gone by.
Nervous flutters trembleing knees she asks mom you think
he'll kiss me?
Seventeen,Eightteen, graduation,
filling out college applications.
Tears fall as she moves to the dorm.
Eyes of fear and full of worry as you watch her
start this journey of her own.
The big day her dad gives her away,
few months go by shes over joyed,
congradulations your gonna be a grandma,
With a smile on your face you look at her and say,
its your turn cherish and love her, i know you'll be
a great mother.
Happy Mothers Day To All!!
