Heartaches.
You are leaving me
I remember when you were born
You ere the most beautiful that I had ever seen
In my life
In one more year you will be eighteen
Soon after that
You’ll be some lucky mans wife
I was there while you learned
How to walk
I was there as you learned
How to talk
Now you are driving your own car
All over and every where
And with self taught skills like an expert magician
You work magic when you style your hair
You are already taller than me
And thank the Lord
Much smarter than me
Some people say you look just like me
You were my very first Grand child
So you see
It is very hard to watch you
Grow up and drift away from me
Welcome to Authspot, the spot for creative writing.
Read some stories and poems, and be sure to subscribe to our feed!