Poem #1: For baby girl

I’ve been waiting

to hold you.

The little girl within. 

I’ve been fighting, praying, begging

blaspheming, and sinning.

I thought you were my imagination,

But here I sit getting ready to meet you, 

feel your skin, touch your hands, look

into the eyes I’ve searched for all my life. And say,

I’ve found you, I’ve found you.

2013 (c) by Ieisha McIntyre

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