Her hand

She gently places
her hand in mine
Trusting her life to me
Her delicate fingers clasp so tight
swallowed up by my palm
She smiles and sings
skips with a laugh
Her lilting lifting my soul
We walk together
two lives as one
My little girl and I
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That's two in a row! Very nice posts! Your feelings come out very well in your writing.
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And again, thanks Chip. There is something magical about walking along, my daughter's hand in mine. And walking with both, one on each side, is just sometimes transcendent. I hope that came out in the writing, just a bit.
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Excellent, Ummm thats all I can think of to type.......
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Wow. I normally don't read poetry, but I accidentally saw this. you made a pregnant girl cry. thanks. I just think of my husband and our impending daughter. One day he will do that.......
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Didn't aim to make anyone cry LH. But guess what, my pregnant wife cried when she read both this one and the one before it as well. Must be the hormones . We are having a son next, so I will be able to identify with your 'son' blogs! Yipeeee.