Sourpatch Kid (original poetry)

in poetry •  6 years ago  (edited)

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She lifts my soul
With a smile or a scowl
And melts my heart
With a giggle or growl
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Her hair makes me laugh
Whether messy or clean
And I chuckle with love
Be she nice or mean
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She's the apple of my eye
My last baby girl
She may not always be nice
But she's always my world

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Please check out some of my other work:
Time Thieves (Original poetry)
Sunshine Siren (Original Senryu)
Sonrisa (Original poem)
Constrictor (Original poem)
Haejin Timeline (updated)
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The love of a parent knows no bounds. What a sweet reflection of it!

😄😇😄

@creatr

Thank you. I think you captured the sentiment I was trying to portray perfectly. Thank you for stopping by.

Sweet poem for a beautiful Angel <3 O:)

Thank you. She's definitely not an angel every day, but she sure is heavenly all the time.

I crack myself up with my cheesiness sometimes!

Awww! Super touching! :-)

nice work on this one👌

Oh come on man!! You are choking me up here - so cool! Doesn't she love you to recite this to her? If not yet, someday for certain.