Except she's listening just so she can analyse and dissect all the crap coming out your mouth lol
Friday, April 17
Saw this poem somewhere and I loved it. Enjoy:
A Touch Of Love
You were six months old and full of fun,
With a blink of my eye, you were suddenly one.
There were so many things we were going to do,
But I turned my head and then you were two.
At two you were still dependent on me,
But independence took over when you were three.
Your third birthday, another year,
But as I lit the candles there weren’t three but four.
Four was the year that you really strived,
Why look at you, now you’re already five.
Now you’re ready for books and rules
This is the year that you go to school.
The day came, you were anxious to go
We walked to the bus, going oh so slow.
As the bus drove away and you waved goodbye,
I felt a lump in my throat and a tear sting my eye.
For when the bus brings you home and you jump to the ground,
You’ll be wearing a cap and graduation gown.
Time goes by so fast it’s hard to believe
Why just yesterday you were home with me.
So I’m holding these moments as hard as I can,
Because the next time I look….
I’ll be seeing a man