Sinead my daughter

by Angela Haselden   Jun 13, 2007


Eyes so bright,smile so big,hair so blonde it looks like a wig,lil tiny hands an very small feet the joys of motherhood what can compete.as i look at my angel smile so wide i feel the love swirlling inside,she gives me a cuddle an lil wet kisses,life without her isnt worth living,i think to myself 'oh what a good girl' so sweet an gentle in her own lil world,then i look to my left an thats when i see it my lovely new top is lying on the floor,i slowly stand up her lil eyes widen i pick up my top, my lil girls hiding because no longer is she sweet an true my top's now sporting nice shade of blue, flet tips lying on the floor my lil girl peeks round the door,now sporting a pair of bright red horns,gone has the halo in place are the horns, a lil cheeky smile an my anger starts to go, oh what would i do if i didnt have you, because yeah your a terror you mess up the house you draw on my walls and everything eles but one things for sure i no this is true you mite be a devil but sinead mummy loves you.

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