Donations are essential to keep Write Out Loud going    

YOUR LITTLE GIRL.

do not worry about me, i am no longer the baby i was

do not be stressed up, your little girl is taking care of herself

though life is not easy, she is trying her best to make ends meet

though the road is not smooth, she is trying to make it through

 

i have to admit it is hard making my  own choices and decisions

with fear that i might have taken the wrong way

i had been fond of your participation in all the decisions i made

but still, do not worry, your little angel is a woman of iron

 

nothing comes easy that's why she is always determined

success is hardly earned, that is why hardwork is her cup of tea

bright her night has to be,with or without the stars

her sun has to shine ,in both light and dark

she believes that the sky can not be the limit when there are footsteps on the moon

 

 

all you have to do is pray for me that at the end i emerge victorious

i promise that no matter how hard it gets, i won't give up on my dreams

distance separates us but we are together emotionally and spiritually

just give me some more time and i will make you proud parents

                      your little angel.

◄ THE POOR THING.

WHEN THE SUN GOES DOWN. ►

Comments

No comments posted yet.

If you wish to post a comment you must login.

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message