Maritza

inspired by a little girl I use to babysit...she is 16 now.

Maritza

 

 look through your brown eyes,

With your content grin.

Wondering where has this little girl,

With the inquisitive mind had gone.

Yesterday, you were a baby.

Following me wherever I went,

and never wanted to be alone.

But now you have became independent,

You cling on me.

Or ask your cute questions.

As I watched you grow,

I still feel that you need me.

I would shield you from the pain and drama.

The suffering and hate,

I have experience in this world.

That's if life would let me.

But I understand you need to grow.

And I don't want to be blamed,

For holding you back.

So, I must set you free,

For you to see what life has to offer you.

But in the back of my mind.

You're still the baby who clings to me.

 

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