Your every breath is a gift
Not to you,
But to us
I wait for the first time I see your eyes
Blue or brown?
Or the colour of your hair
Red or umber?
Will you be as small as your mother
As tall as your father
Or just that somewhere in between
Girl or boy?
Not that it matters
You'll be loved just the same
The world will be given to you
So that it's something you think we
Made just for you
And if you ever asked
We'd do it again
YOU ARE READING
To You From Me
PoetryI write what I feel in the moment I feel it And write the words as I see them It's just A book of poems Maybe its worth a read to you, But also maybe its not. "The fixation of beauty is always looking through a telescope and always failing to see th...
