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My Beautiful Life by Genevieve Sturrocki can make that beautiful
she says with a charming smile
and a box full of glitter
hours spent carefully
drawing and cutting
folding and gluing
to adorn the fridge
with beautified scraps
i can make that beautiful
she says with a shy smile
and a heart full of hope
hours spent carefully
listening and talking
holding hands and tissues
to piece together
the broken heart
of a friend
i can make that beautiful
she says with cheeky smirk
and a mind full of life
hours spent carefully
reading and learning
studying and experiencing
to build a foundation
as she grows up
and moves on
i can make that beautiful
she says with a wistful sigh
and her arms full of love
hours spent carefully
nuturing and worrying
praying and waiting
to hold her own
little bundle
of joy
i can make that beautiful
she says...and she did
04/13/2008 Author's Note: there is nothing more beautiful to me than my children
Posted on 04/13/2008 Copyright © 2025 Genevieve Sturrock
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 04/13/08 at 11:20 PM I cried when I read this. It is truely very beautiful. Our children are our legacy and you expressed that without writing it. WONDERFUL write! |
| Posted by Mary Frances Spencer on 04/13/08 at 11:52 PM Right on! and they are growing up so fast! MFS |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 04/15/08 at 06:11 AM Oh God. This arrow of yours, went STRAIGHT into my heart and is lodged there, just now, quivering with every breath and tear. I love your heart! |
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