Once walked alone, now followed by noise. I look down to see you walking, just waiting to have us talking. Never held your hand, just seen a face, in this crazy fucked up world, only you can set the pace. Not a teacher, not the police, I'm only what you want me to be. I'll be your friend through thick and thin, but We still be your parents past the end. Some days may get you down, so let out all the cries, We'll be there even after the good-byes.
Reason for writing:
dedicated to my lil baby girl katelyn!
Birth sign: Cancer
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