Gentle kisses that give me sight
Arms that cradled me in your *****
The first glare you gave me
The velvet voice that sang me to sleep
The fresh smell of moist roses tingled my button nose
The name of flowers you gave me
The sweet way you sang it repeatedly
Yazmin
It caught me with a odd beauty you chosse that name
Pale and rosy cheeks
The first cry you drowned my sorrows
A true bearer of life
Now 17
Caught in the endless disasters of lies
Pale and rosy cheeks
Different colors of hair
The several cries I weep
You hold me
The wisdom being passed
Endless laughter
You're a true bearer
Never forgotten but carried in the future bearer