M's Poetry
The Rocking Chair
The Rocking Chair
Every morning when I wake up
feelings come across me
I can't wait to see my blessing
my sleepy angel
don't you look so adorable?
I smile as I stroke your hair
God how you are loved
because I don't know what I would do
if I woke up one day
and I knew I no longer had you
you are my real life angel
flesh and blood you represent
the passing of the gene torch
God how you mean so much
as I sit quietly
you are always in my thoughts
as the rocking chair squeaks
me and my lil man take a walk
Every night when I lay down
I drop first to my knees
thank the Lord for the gift
He bestowed upon me
I couldn't be more happier
than this life I live now
you are my anchor
my solid ground
just to see you smiling back
sweet giggles the familiar sound
you filled my holes
made me whole
each picture a memory
snap shots as your young life unfolds....
I could not write anything better
you simply are my proudest accomplishment
all things pale in comparison
to what you bring
opening my heart
the door you knocked down so effortlessly
so this rocking chair
has become my favorite spot
rocking my baby
time just seems to stop
so whether I am singing you a song
or reading you a book
quiet moments stolen
all are so precious to me
in my mind
in years to come I will revisit
my favorite portrait
2006@ Megan Watkins
Every morning when I wake up
feelings come across me
I can't wait to see my blessing
my sleepy angel
don't you look so adorable?
I smile as I stroke your hair
God how you are loved
because I don't know what I would do
if I woke up one day
and I knew I no longer had you
you are my real life angel
flesh and blood you represent
the passing of the gene torch
God how you mean so much
as I sit quietly
you are always in my thoughts
as the rocking chair squeaks
me and my lil man take a walk
Every night when I lay down
I drop first to my knees
thank the Lord for the gift
He bestowed upon me
I couldn't be more happier
than this life I live now
you are my anchor
my solid ground
just to see you smiling back
sweet giggles the familiar sound
you filled my holes
made me whole
each picture a memory
snap shots as your young life unfolds....
I could not write anything better
you simply are my proudest accomplishment
all things pale in comparison
to what you bring
opening my heart
the door you knocked down so effortlessly
so this rocking chair
has become my favorite spot
rocking my baby
time just seems to stop
so whether I am singing you a song
or reading you a book
quiet moments stolen
all are so precious to me
in my mind
in years to come I will revisit
my favorite portrait
2006@ Megan Watkins
