Newborn childA Poem by DeepDarkPoetryThis women is living with a newborn son hear how she feels
As I look down in my arms I see a small child not much bigger than my arm, I smile while tears of joys fall down my cheeks, he is mine my own baby, my own blood and flesh I would give for him just to be happy and for tears of pain and suffering to reach so much as his cheeks, he is mine forever and eternity, as he learns to speak I know soon he shall not be mine for much longer, but in my mind he shall always be the boy I held in my arms and cried, and fight to the death for. © 2009 DeepDarkPoetryAuthor's Note
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Added on December 26, 2009 Last Updated on December 26, 2009 AuthorDeepDarkPoetryChicago, ILAbouti write poetry and mybe sometimes a novel but i really, really, REALLY need opions plz more..Writing
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