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Jun 2015
I never got to practice
So you'll have to forgive
My mistakes.
I would love to get it perfect
But I don't get any more takes.

I never knew what it was to love
Til I held you in my arms
And if it were left up to me
You never would know harm.

I know that there'll be times
When we argue like we've never argued before
But look around you sweetheart.
No-one could love you more.

And as you grow, I'll do my best
To steer you in the right direction
But go easy on me gorgeous girl,
My name is not perfection.

When you have children of your own
And I'm their doting gran
I'll tell you that you're doing great,
I'll be your biggest fan.

And when I'm lying on my death bed
And you still make me smile,
Know that it's not goodbye forever,
But only a little while
Another poem for my beautiful girls
niamh
Written by
niamh  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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