Precious

by Sar   Jun 1, 2006


A child is like a shooting star
sent from the heavens above
we dream of them from afar
to give them all our love

their tiny hands and little feet
we love to hold so much
i cant wait for when we meet
my heart your warmth will touch

and ill be there for you rain or storm
and anywhere in between
ill keep you safe, ill keep you warm
my precious baby dreams.

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  • 17 years ago

    by LostForever

    I really like this poem! i can relate to it =/