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I wrote this poem for my daughter for Christmas as a token of love. |
| THE GIFT OF A DAUGHTER Darlene Pharris Years of dreams and hopes Visions of curls, ruffles and bows All rolled into one infant child Bringing with her a heart full of smiles As the years rush past She becomes a woman all too fast Mother now has visions of a special love Sent to her from above Her heart is full of love and pride As her grown daughter stands at her side The infant now stands with such beauty She fills a place designed for her truly A mother’s heart fills with love Knowing her daughter is guided from above And off into the world she goes Where she is headed, mother does not know Knowing their love can only grow As through life they go Now mother has new visions Of curls, ruffles, and bows Copy Right 2004 |