I Saw TodayA Poem by Steve KittellMemories of birthdays past(Memories of birthdays past) * I saw today my baby’s start Opened her eyes and stole my heart ~ I saw today her smile at me We brought her home, safe as can be ~ I saw today her tucked in bed Gently leaned over to kiss her head ~ I saw today my baby weep Snuggled her gently back to sleep ~ I saw today my baby eat Covered from head to little feet ~ I saw today my baby sit Then fell over in a giggle fit ~ I saw today my baby crawl Tried to escape down the hall ~ I saw today my baby stand Holding my finger in her hand ~ I saw today my baby walk Then soon after began to talk ~ I saw today my baby run Laughing and screaming, having fun ~ I saw today her surprise art The wall and it shall never part ~ I saw today her bruise her knee Climbed too high and fell from the tree ~ I saw today her play tattoo 0n her belly, red, green and blue ~ I saw today her find a cat Opened the door and that was that ~ I saw today her ride a bike Though too young to be off her trike ~ I saw today she learned to swim Tub’s full, splashes over the rim ~ I saw today her play a song Tiny violin with bow so long ~ I saw today my baby grew She had to shop for something new ~ I saw today her off to school Not holding hands, acting cool ~ I saw today she was funny On the coach napping with bunny ~ I saw today her go to the dance Just for fun and not for romance ~ I saw today her drive a car I hope she doesn't go too far ~ I saw today her graduate Then off to college, she’ll do great ~ I saw today my baby grown Off to the city, on her own ~ I saw today her new career Making art for people to wear ~ I saw today she’s just like us The best of both, with little fuss * The Beginning ~*~ sck090114 © 2014 Steve KittellReviews
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StatsAuthorSteve KittellIn the shadow of Windmill Cottage, East Greenwich, RIAboutHaving suffered almost fifty years of writers block I'm back, picking up exactly where I left off, as a mischievous five year old. Current chidren's poems can be seen at: http://www.childrens-stori.. more..Writing
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