Thursday, August 15, 2013

i'd prefer you read this like a rap, not a poem. thanks.

Giggles and laughter fill the air,
Drool on my shirt, I don't care.
So glad we're not where we once were,
Where days and nights were one horrible blur.
You screamed and cried and I did too,
But no matter what, I always love you.
I praise the Lord we've passed through the crazy,
As it turns out, you're one precious baby.
I'll throw you on my hip and we'll go out to play, 
I'm thankful to God for this brand new day.

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