Thursday, June 10, 2010

Dear Tiernan


For you I wanted the very best
To be there for you day and night
But when your wakings kept me from rest
I couldn't care for you the way I should.
Then your daddy took you from my breast
And he held you in his loving arms.
You cried, and so did I.

1 comment:

  1. Not my best poem, but then I am rather sleep deprived...

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