Momma, i am old now
old and dried out
my back hurts, my brain is fried
and my face is all wrinkly and dry
I done seen my fair share of baby bottoms and books
but what i ain't seen yet is my baby girl smilin'
I knows you is up there next to papa and sissy
but momma,
my baby needs you!
I brought her up too soon
I taught her life in return for her innocence
my baby dont play, she dont talk, and she dont love
What did i do to her momma?
...what did i do?
Blog Category: Writing and Poetry
Playing (Music): Butterflies- Sia
Current mood: happy
Added on: 11/05/2007 14:58:19
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