This is one I wrote for my daughter when she was a baby. I don't propose to be e.e cummings or Leonard Cohen, but like to write...
Daughter
Delicate tiny hands
Grasping awkwardly at hair
Aroma of baby powder
Dancing through the air
Wonderful lashes long
Batting, eyes gazing into mine
Gummy toothless smiles
Melt my heart each time
Hair of gold so fine
No mortal can hope to tame
Skin of silk, pale as ivory
No fault, no hate, no shame
A gift unparalleled to any
This child has brought such bliss
A mother and father eternally thankful
For their daughter's sweet kiss
Copywright Shannon Webb. Yes, it's published out there somewhere.They wouldn't send me the book. If you've read it, tell me where it is!!Funny thing is, I barely scrawled it down for poetry.com, and they wanted to publish it in two books. i didn't even freaking edit the thing! But writing isn't my passion.....
Anyone else write?
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Since we've talked lit...how about poetry?
