I can never be fixed Im too broken
But I love to hear your soft words spoken
Because I feel a little bit better when you say..... Are you o.k?
And I'll always say yes because I hate to cause you stress
I'll smile and say I'm all cool
But sometimes I feel like a did at school
Standing there confused only two feet tall
But I then think my life is great as I look at my son swing on the gate
I look and think he will do better then me
The start he has I just can't believe
The love he has all around
Is enough to touch the moon from the ground
One day I'll tell him how much he means
As we throw stones and sticks in the stream
He will hopefully live life his own way
And understand his why I stay
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Author:
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Comments2
...quite a touching poem... beautifully written too
Awesome write
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