My Mama Wrote this for me!
To My Baby, dani
walking behind
or unusually beside
Your childish face is one I know well
for to your heart
my secrets I often tell
Do you know me? Truly me?
or is it this daily mask I wear you see?
to memories, in my mind I give a smile,
never on my face,
about cookies at midnight or
rubbery legs at your place
in recent days we speak only on pages
we rarley converse in these recent ages
this is to the mind of the baby who secret I tell
We are the laces in the shoe of
this friendship, what event
is the finger that pulls them,
loosening them back into their
places? A shoe is a shity
analogy for what we have together
Your face, your love, our
memories
those I will forever treasure!
Love Mama
(None of it altered! Exactley how she wrote it!)
Playing (Music): Bratpack by The Rocket Summer
Added on: 19/03/2006 13:20:21
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