I look at you and can hardly belive tweleve years has gone by.
You were just a little girl sitting on my thigh.
Where has the time gone?
Almost as tall as I.
I look at you and cry.
What a beutiful young lady you have come to be.
I want to say, "Thank You",
for helping me.
Your smile so bright,
it is my light,when I am down.
You know just the words to say to make my day.
Now, it is your turn,
to swing and sway.
Hope you have a wounderful day.
Yes!
It's your day to shine,
you beutiful girl of mine.
HAPPY 6th grade
GRADUATION
HI,the love in your poem makes me feel super,i wish more kids had mothers like you,i think i'll call my son ! thanks for sharing
L&Peace to you all