You've faught my battles.
You've dried me tears
You've kissed my booboos
You've pushed me hard
You've embarressed me in public
And you've loved me every second
But now its time for you to let me go
It's time for another chapter to be written
It's my turn to experience it.
To fight my own battles
To dry my own tears
To kiss my own booboos
To push myself
To embarress myself
And I've loved every second
But again its time to let myself go
It's time for yet another chapter to be written
It's my turn now
to fight her battles
to dry her tears
to kiss her booboos
to push her hard
to embarress her in public
And we've loved every second
but now its time for us both to let go
For her to love and be loved.
For her to fight the battles
kiss the booboos and dry the tears
and all we can do
is sit back and watch
and love them every second
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For my mother and father and my daughters and sons to come and their daughters and sons to come. May they one day realize..we loved them every second.
Written September 29th, 2006
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tender
i enjoy poems that are from the heart, honest attempts at reaching the soul of ones life. thank you for sharing this, i enjoyed it. Blessings and best wishes, ~richard

