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Thu, 15 Apr 2010
A little bit of me and my eldest daughter Donna. Just me being sentimental. Seli xxx
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Here are a couple of poems I wrote for my daughter,
The first when she was about two months;


 Like an angel she sleeps in the night,

All her worries and fears lost in dreams.

Wrapped in the cradle of our love, she grows steadily in her mind.

Her little body once small and weak,  grows stronger

Though she’s still as meek and mild, until her tempers raised

With her boys and her cousin.Then this little one can't be praised.

She screams and shouts and throws her toys -

Causes havoc for her boys, who love her deeply ,

And they take care of all the love and wants she needs

Her eyes so brown can hold a stare,

that melts the hearts of young and old

She’s very proud, unique, and bold

The name of Donna suits her well, although I call her “Little Shell”

And like those shells upon the shore- we watch her grow.

 But as a child she must play her part -Sid Vicious, Jill and Donna

And as her sweet and gentle heart -

beats deeply in her bosom small

We know in the future we’ll recall

Our daughter with all our love upon her,

We’ll watch her grow, our little Donna.

© 1972

                                            Mum and Dad

Baby Donna

This one, well, just a little later Wink;


Donna Michelle at twenty six, gone are all her childhood tricks,

Growing up was not all pleasure, yet she’s stayed a perfect treasure,

What!! you say, a perfect gem, she passed all that at twenty one.

Still has tantrums, pouts her lips, makes sad eyes and shrugs her hips

Moans when she can’t get her way, is this the Donna of today?

Along with beauty, poise and flair, a girl, not woman, she is rare

Her shells are oysters filled with pearlsMy Beautiful Donna

Her smile is sunshine and clouds unfurled

Her love is endless, her passion a song

Her giving is plenty, her honour is strong

Donna Michelle at twenty six, my daughter -

An angel one who is missed

Growing in stature, love and grace, how it shows upon her face

Donna, aka
Sarah Sage from Diddilydeedot's DreamlandLike those shells on the beach that we picked so long ago

I know that our love will get stronger and grow

So my beauty remember this as time goes by

Your mum, your friend will always be by your side.

  I love you, Onnie
October 3rd 1998

Posted 17:23

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