Poetry

I Hold Her Hand

June 24, 2003

I hold her hand
Watch her grow.
Prepare myself
To one day
Let go.

Know it comes quickly.
Yesterday - preschool.
September - third grade.
Such a young lady,
From a 7 pound adfable baby.

Can't believe
How
Quick-ly
Times flies by
From cotton diapers to
first year Spanish lessons
Snapped my fingers
And just like that she grew.

So big, no longer child
My little girl with her own
Sense of style.
Her own little
Attitude
And
Person - ality.
Watcing her
I know here spirit is free.
Smart and cute.

Dancing around the living room,
Shaking her booty.
She giggles,
I'm laughing
And I just can't stop.
Never imagined
I'd know love like this.

Every dream I ever dreamt
Started with this special gift.

My baby,
Came from inside me.
That she is and always will be.

Gotta warn you all,
when it comes to this kid;
I got her back.
And her front too
And will do
whatever
I gotta do
To guarantee
my child's
safety.

So,
don't mess with her,
Or you'll de dealing with me.
Her MOM.
And that's all you need to know.

By Mara McWilliams

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