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Growing Up Before My Eyes

09 May

Blonde hair, blue eyes
A quiet smile that brightens even the darkest skies

One dare devil
One angel and friend
One pixie butterfly
All my daughters

One mother who sees herself in her own growing, darling girls
Looking at them begins to show
My very own memories

Seeing as if looking through my. Own window
I see myself

My rights
My wrongs
My ups
My downs

Look out
We’ve got some new girls in town
No longer babies anymore

My girls are growing big girls
Who are quickly becoming me

Soon, very soon, faster than I’d know they will transform into women before I’d know

My girls are growing up eyes
Before I would be aware

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Posted by on May 9, 2012 in Uncategorized

 

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