TiannaA Poem by A.R. Rose
An inspired poem by my little girl
Here she is.
Here I am holding her in my arms.
I'm tired and weary,
here i am , in a hospital bed,
holding my little girl,
I'm so proud of her,
she did so well,
My beautiful, beautiful little girl.
her hazel brown curls form perfectly,
her huge brown eyes ever so tightly shut,
her fair skin, softer than cotton.
I love her so much I just want to cry cry and cry.
© 2016 A.R. Rose
Added on December 30, 2016
Last Updated on December 30, 2016
west bromwich, west midlands, United Kingdom
AboutI'm a dreamer. I can't tell you my age but i'm quite young. One day i dream of becoming a successful author- all in good time of course! Ever since i was a toddler , i loved books, and i loved watchin.. more..