To the little girl that almost wasnt.
Here she is.
No care in the world.
Long blode hair, that almost wasnt there.
Big brown eyes.
Jumping and spinning.
That smile she's grinning.
Whispers, and wonders.
Tall, and small.
Swims like a fish, she was just our wish.
First baby I ever touched.
Four and a half, just makes my heart crash.
The little girl, beautiful, sweet, loving, and ours.
Couldn't think of life without her.
Now she is grinning ear-to-ear.
So, heresto our little girl that almost wasn't.
7/28/09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem