Looking at your eyes is a blessing..
They are innocent, yet charming..
Looking at your pink plump face, it calms me..
It is very pretty, please don't let frown covers your beauty..
When you smiles, i am just so happy..
Because i know, your dimples were inherited from me..
When you laughs, the world is mine..
It is an undescribable feeling, I cannot define..
Your anger is truly inherited from me..
Your impatience, surely acquired from daddy.. =)
When your body temperature rises, I'm dying..
Because I just cannot stand seeing you suffering..
Watching you sleeping, I could stay awake..
Your breath, your warmth, is not fake..
Oh SWEET CHILD OF MINE, Your existence makes me feel alive..
By,
Fadzleen Ezyani
I don't know why i was writing this poem, anyhow, this is for u, my future 'sweet child of mine'..ermm..if i have any.. I just like kids soooo much.. I adore them soooo much.. =)
2 comments:
wah..sume pandai bersajak ni..nice entry!!!mula2 ingat kan letak lagu sweet child of mine td..
heheh..bukan lagu..saja mengisi masa yg x lapang nie..jom pakat2 tulis poem..hee.. ;D
anyway, thanks..
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