Hey little sister
With a carriage at your side
I used to think I loved you
Now I couldn't if I tried
Hey little sister
With a baby at your chest
I used to be your number one
Now it's he who is the best
Hey little sister
With a belly growing big
I used to be the loud one
Now it's only holes I dig
Hey little sister
Expecting number two
It's hard to say I love you
But deep down I still do.
2 comments:
You pull off rhyming poems very, very well. Beautiful.
it reads like a song. wishing you...your own soul comfort
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