Post by adrianne on Oct 5, 2006 7:23:08 GMT -5
This is for Kaylie, my favorite 3 year old. I love you kid. Maybe you'll really appreciate this one day. I felt like I needed to write something for you when you blew me a kiss and said "Bie Wanda, I wove you!" earlier. It made me feel so happy. Lol. <3
My baby
My baby is the light of my life,
she pulls me through any turmoil or strife
She has blonde hair and adorable curls
Her brilliant blue eyes, they light up my world
the sun rises when this kid smiles,
and when her tears fall rain pours down for miles.
When she speaks to me, whatever she may say,
her small high-pitched voice melts my heart away.
I love her so much, that small baby girl,
though someone else brought her in to this world.
I want for that girl the best of lives,
with many oppurtunities upon using she may thrive;
And I want to protect her from what there might be
in the rest of the world when she isn't with me,
but I know I can't shield her innocence forever
that my baby will grow despite my endeavor.
When that time comes I'll still be there
even though I'll have silver hair
to for her what she did for me:
to try and fill her life with glee
Until the day comes that I must go,
and when that day comes I hope that she'll know
that I loved her much more than I could possibly show.
My baby
My baby is the light of my life,
she pulls me through any turmoil or strife
She has blonde hair and adorable curls
Her brilliant blue eyes, they light up my world
the sun rises when this kid smiles,
and when her tears fall rain pours down for miles.
When she speaks to me, whatever she may say,
her small high-pitched voice melts my heart away.
I love her so much, that small baby girl,
though someone else brought her in to this world.
I want for that girl the best of lives,
with many oppurtunities upon using she may thrive;
And I want to protect her from what there might be
in the rest of the world when she isn't with me,
but I know I can't shield her innocence forever
that my baby will grow despite my endeavor.
When that time comes I'll still be there
even though I'll have silver hair
to for her what she did for me:
to try and fill her life with glee
Until the day comes that I must go,
and when that day comes I hope that she'll know
that I loved her much more than I could possibly show.