Saturday, September 5, 2015

Sickly

Double pink eye,  blistered lips,  croup. 
Begging for daddy while he's out of town.
Begging me to take it all away. You tell me you don't want to do it anymore. You can't see,  your eyes keep sticking together,  you're burning up and you're lonely.
You are so sick and it hurts my heart. And even though Bubba and James and Ellie are having fun camping with Jay,  baby girl I will hold you until the cows come home,  and then I'll hold you even longer. 
Forever,  no matter what is wrong with you, no matter how big you get,  you are always my baby girl.  I will always hold you while you cry,  you can always curl up into my arms for rest.  You will never have too many germs for me;  I'll kiss your sweet face no matter what.
You're my precious,  Precious girl, maya narae. 
I can hardly wait for you to feel better,  my brave, brave girl.