Tuesday, 16 September 2014

MY SWEET SWEET BABY






I wish I could behold her
To be with her
Cooing and wooing her
Speaking soft and gentle words to her
Words of love
Words of assurance
Words of commitment
Words all true
Rid of lies and guilt
Words with meaning
Promises I’m sure to keep
Promises of togetherness
To hold her in my arms and run my fingers down her soft cheeks
Young and innocent she is
My poor little baby
Within my heart I feel a vacuum
A vacuuma longing for her
A longing to cover her pretty face with kisses so gentle
The little one I love
My sweet sweet baby
I see you no more
But I know I’ll see again
And far away we shall go
My sweet sweet baby


By Sylvia Chika
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