My Child

My Child

My child would be sweet and kiss me on my cheek so softly

I would grow her up into a beautiful flower so she does not wilt

I would build her up piece by piece like making a quilt

I would see her smile, pretty as the sunset and I would let

her roam in my backyard and play with my dog

and she would get dirty and chase the frogs 

Then I will go out with her every summer night

and catch fireflies and watch them fight 

just to get out of the jar and we would take them far

and high and let them out one by one 

saying what we love after every firefly we let out

I would give her ice cream and she’d say can I have another one

We would go back home and I would tuck her in 

she would say goodnight mommy today was fun

I would sit with her as she fell to sleep 

as this summer wind softly sweeps 

her dreams away

Tomorrow is another day

especially with her by my side