Published August 25, 2009
Little Raya...
She's only six
In months,
Not even a year old.
And yet, she's won
All of our hearts,
All of our love
She's more precious than gold.
I see her once a week
Maybe twice and when,
I'm leaving her house
Somehow I feel
She's sad.
And I go home
Wanting more,
More glimpses,
More of her slobbery kisses
I feel bad.
That's how strong
Attachments are
For even this baby
Can make me feel
For her.
Our family increases
With each member
And even the
Youngest of us can
Be a teacher.
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That was really good! The one thing that confused me was that sometimes it rhymed and sometimes it didn't.
Hey Teamate!
Wow, that was so touching! I know exactly how you feel, I have younger cousins 2 around the age of 6 or 7 and one around the age of 3 and I love them all SO much!
I want to take them home everytime I see them! One of them even asked me if he actaully could come home with me
Great job PP! My favortie line was:
I loved that!
Keep up the great work there teammate!
-Irish