Stretching out every ounce of my being I reach for you.
Loving every minute that I am with you.
Enjoying chasing you around the house.
My little Cheerio monster. My little girl.
You make me cry and laugh at the same time.
I can’t wait to travel the sky in hope of holding you.
I am bidding my time until we can be a family.
Once more I sit and wait to hold you.
If things ever turn for the worse I think of you and your mother.
Both of you make me hole inside. Not one more then the other.