A strawberry onesie
With feet to match
A pattern all over your body
Like it’s the whole patch
Your big blue eyes
How much farther you can see
How fast you are growing
I wonder what you’ll be
A strawberry onesie
Turns into light up shoes
That turns into dresses
Then an alter and some pews
I feel the heavy weight
Of you growing so quickly
That I can’t look away
From those eyes just so simply
That baby I prayed for
The daughter I yearned for
I take for granted
When the days feel like a chore
You cry in the day
A burden to make you stop
You wake in the night
My sleep I feel flop
But in those moments
I forget to cherish
Raising you is a grace
You growing, I can’t bear it
How tired I am
Exhaustion clouds my eyes
I hold you tight anyways
Because forever truly lies
A strawberry onesie
Now too small to fit
A mother holds her baby
Begging time not to slip
About the Creator
Amy
Writer of my thoughts and emotional babble. Storytelling is my hobby.



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