I want to hide in your warmth...
I want to lay my head in your lap,
And cry for hours...
But i won’t,
Coz it would worry you,
many more...
missing you,
mama...
I want to hold you tight,
and feel your smell...
I’m tired with the running,
makes me cry out,
for home-coming...
But i won’t,
coz it would break you,
many more...
But i want you near,
I’ll just see you...
and your scold,
that i always hear...
I’ll sleep in your arms,
Hugging your strength near...
i want to lay my head in your lap,
and cry for hours...
but i won’t,
coz I’m now old,
Daddy’s Big Gal...
Facing the World,
on Her Own...
Wednesday 30 January 2008
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2 comments:
sweet!
but dear, a mama's kid is always a mama's kid :D
all the mums all over this planet are usually worried about their kids...
nice and warm.. moms love.. no words to describe it. and no matter what, they will keep worrying abt their little ones, how much big or importent we ever become :)
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