GreenA Poem by Tumadre
It's always come to me so easily,
Growing up breezy and carefree Because monetary dealings were taken Care of always by my daddy. I'm unfazed and unaffected by numbers in the bank Drawing a blank when I'm questioned, where'd it come from? I don't know? I'm spoiled I guess, no reason for me to stress About bills or payments, my mind is constantly on other things. But. I love hard and I love deep, I give myself freely to those who seek an ear to listen and arms when they weep, I have a man who takes my breath with a simple glance, It was no happenstance, he planned this big feat. My little girl,with those green/blue eyes so innocent and sweet Can sweep anyone right off the edge of their seat. I'm not bragging or boasting but please, you must see, These are the factors, not money, that make me so lucky. © 2015 Tumadre |
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Added on August 19, 2015 Last Updated on August 19, 2015 Author |