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Look a mother standing here
With her daughter coming near
She turns to see a smiling face
Returns the favor with a gleaming gaze.
And as she looks she is amazed
The is no fog nor any haze
In disbelief and in a sigh
She can't believe she's in her daughters eyes.
She looks down and she can see
A spitting image, of her used to be
She falls to her knees in a moment of glee
For she can't believe what she meant to thee
In a moments notice
She knows the important
She must raise her to be
Nothing less than the woman she sees.
At once she enraptures the running child
And pours her love, worth all the wild
With a love so strong that she cries
All because she's in her daughters eyes.
 Pheonix of Angels · Sun Dec 13, 2009 @ 04:31pm · 0 Comments |
