Week 32: Hope
I know that you will change me
In the night when you call my name
I will get to know you and show you
How to trust and how to hope
I just want you to see all of the beauty
But I hope I let you grow up naturally
You be a baby, be a saint be anything you want
I’ll be neurotic and complacent at the same time
I won’t restrain you but I’ll contain you until
You’re big enough to protect yourself
From some of the bad and some of good and
I hope I let you grow up naturally
You’re just a tiny thing right now
You always remind me that you’re there
With every plan and pain and outgrown shirt
With the new car and the new dreams
You’ve already changed me
I hope I let you grow up naturally
In the night when you call my name
I will get to know you and show you
How to trust and how to hope
I just want you to see all of the beauty
But I hope I let you grow up naturally
You be a baby, be a saint be anything you want
I’ll be neurotic and complacent at the same time
I won’t restrain you but I’ll contain you until
You’re big enough to protect yourself
From some of the bad and some of good and
I hope I let you grow up naturally
You’re just a tiny thing right now
You always remind me that you’re there
With every plan and pain and outgrown shirt
With the new car and the new dreams
You’ve already changed me
I hope I let you grow up naturally
posted by Jen | 8:42 AM
1 Comments:
Wow that was great. Did you write that? You should be sure to copyright your poems (or blog) so no one else runs off and makes millions of dollars on your work!!
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