(My baby aged 2….she’s 9 now)
Dearest baby,
my beautiful lady,
I’ll love you always,
never maybe….
did you see it?
Her smile?
She understood,
she heard your
silent screams,
saw your
violent pain,
that lady that we saw,
she’ll put you
on your lane.
She wants to
help you out,
will carry a
little burden,
will be your
whispered wings
as you roar into
the skies.
Did you hear her?
She heard you.
My little lady,
my darling little baby,
she heard you,
she’s gonna walk
at your side,
help you battle through.
She heard you.
She heard you my little lady.
She heard you.
Karen Hayward @©2016
It is nothing but a clock wise movement, that, when I star to consume wine, i drink it, when time rules, i.e. it consumes you.no
Way, u r out of it, let it take it’s reverse proces. We r in whinning wheel.only to say, read philosophy, underst.it, u will b ruler of nnerr piece.your writing power is very good. Actually, we in deep grief learn to write like heavenly power.
Beautiful x