A lily in your gaze?
Do I not hold the future of the world
In my delicate hands?
Do I not hold the future of the world
In my delicate hands?
Like me, love me, or not
I only ask for my chance to become
A creature of thought, of poise, of heart
In this old world
To live my dreams, sublime
For
Am I not young?

6 comments:
Can't wait to meet that child!!
cute kid...for a kid!
How wonderful the poem and appropriately the innocent look in the picture! Well done.
Curly, next summer :-)
Myself, my sentiments exactly, LOL!
Daring, thank you... I felt inspired by red wine last night, going through some vacation photos.
Pretty poem. :)
I wish I was littler. *blushes*
Prin, I too dream of that. sigh. Do you want me to write a poem about you?
*grin*
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