As the tears tumble down my face,
Without her I feel so strange.
As my midsection fixes,
Furthermore, my fantasies panic.
I can't inhale the air,
She does not realize the amount I mind.
I adore her so much, I cherish her so dear,
I cherish her with every last tear.
Without her I can't endure,
Without her it is not reasonable.
She is my explanation behind living this long,
She is why I attempt to be solid.
I attempt to keep the hurt inside,
However, it is too awkward to stow away.
I am desolate without her in my arms,
I need in order to keep her from all mischief.
She is my little infant that I miss to such an extent,
I miss her delicate little touch.
Her little hand holding mine,
How it stops the minute and time.
Her little grin when taking a gander at me,
Her little voice is saying mother, look, you see?
Her little laugh makes my heart avoid a beat,
Her affection for me lifts me to my feet.
She has been sent to me from above,
She is the principal thing I require in affection.
Before sufficiently long I hold her by me,
Before sufficiently long she and I can be.