My baby came home to surprise me
She told me she wouldn’t be here
I cried when she walked in my room tonight
It seemed like it’d been a whole year
She’s actually been gone just three months
But I missed her as if it’d been longer
Each time that she leaves I think it’ll be easy
But it seems the pain gets that much stronger
She’s my girl, my shoulder, my lifeline
She’s my sunshine, my heartbeat, my rock
She makes me so proud to be her mom
She’s got best daughter on lock
This poem may not be inspiring
To anyone who gives it a read
But it’s not to inspire or to change you
I don’t need you to follow my lead-
I just wanted to put it on paper
My feelings for my girl GB
See without her to keep me in line
I know not where I’d be.
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By the way, remember to keep an open mind (no judging or finger pointing), a watchful eye (be on the lookout for random giveaways), and a positive -pay it forward-attitude (everybody could use an occasional leg up).
Now I know it sounds easy, but don't get it twisted, this "dance ain't for everybody", it's not always a bowl full of cherries, but we make the best of it by drinking a whole lot of lemonade and by praying daily for peace, patience and understanding; after all, we woke up like this!