The tears I have cried,
Make me stronger...

Lil girl all dressed in pink,
She knows if she’s lost, shell find her way...

Mother and father of mine,
I am no longer your little girl...

A baby, a child, a young women, a friend who looks...
Sees gentleness and sweet blue skies...

OK this poem was not written to be mean at all. it...

Breath full
Slow is the moment as it is passed...

Like a child in the grass,
Swiftly swaying as feelings surpass...

I know these times are rocky,
Things aren't as perfect as before...

Me and all my friends see you in the halls
Walking all alone...

The day you turned twelve,
I handed you a book...

“Would you like to be a princess?”
And wear a pretty hat...

Mom
I cried the day you told me about you past...