It's National Poetry Month, so I'm posting the only kind of poetry I can muster, another song I've written. This one is about being a mother, starting in pregnancy and ending where a mother must let go...
WHAT COULD I
DO BUT LOVE YOU?
Sitting on star
Dreaming of your face
And
your heart
I'm waiting on a star
And I'm smiling, because you are the wish
That
came true, you’re my wish upon a star
The world
caved in, My feet could not feel the floor
So brand new, how could there be this much more?
When I
met you, what could I do but love you?
Your hands they change
They're no longer tiny in mine
I want to hold fast, but I have to let you grow
How much fear do I own, how much love
how much pride? When it comes to youThe world caved in, My feet could not feel the floor
So brand new, how could there be this much more?
When I met you, what could I do but love you?
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