This is my entry for the lovely Josie’s Writing Workshop over at Sleep is for the Weak.
This week the prompt is “Second”. Here is my poem for that prompt.
Second
You are not my first born,
You are my second born,
That does not mean you are second,
Not in my heart, not in my mind.
You are not my first born,
You are my second born,
That does not mean you are second,
Not in my heart, not in my mind.
You mean the world to me,
Your little face lights up the room,
Your laugh gets everyone laughing,
Your tantrums has everyone crying.
From the moment you were born,
You melted my heart,
The way you looked at me,
The way you still do.
I love you more than life,
I love you so much,
You will always be my baby,
You and your brother will never be second.
Hope you enjoyed my poem, why not check out the rest of the entries over at Sleep is for the weak.
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