A Mother's Day poet, poem to My Daughter

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The first time I held you,
I took in your baby scent,
cradled you in arms
that were unsure.
You were so tiny,
so perfect.
How could you belong to me?

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As you grew,
your mischievous smile
could always get the best of me,
and when your chubby little hands
reached for me,
my heart melted.

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Pictures of you are scattered
throughout the house.
Pictures of you trying to put on lipstick
when you were six years old,
trying to look like me...
pictures of you in your pink galoshes
and your GI Joe outfit
(yes, you were a bit of a tomboy)
as you were getting ready
to explore the woods behind our house
with your brother.

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I remember temper tantrums
and laughter.
I remember being awakened at dawn
with you standing over my bed
belting out a rendition of
"Jesus Loves the Little Children".

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I remember your first day of school.
You left with bows in your hair,
and came home with dirt in their place...
smiling and happy.
...

A Mother's Day poet, poem to My Daughter

A Mother's Day poet, poem to My Daughter

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