I WATCH HER GROW OF LIFE

I watch her grow and play every day I watch her get into mischief I watch her discover new ways of life and discover new things in life I hear her guard the house with all her little might (Witch is not much) but she tries so hard I’m there for her when she’s scared for she’s there for me I know her as well as she knows me I know when she’s mad, sad, confused, or frustrated I can feel her emotions as she can feel mine sometimes I get frustrated with her and regret having her but as I look into her little cute beautiful brown eyes and I just know that my own life is consumed by her love also that I could not and would not ever live with out her when he rows to the heavens I began to realize how lucky I am to have her in my life I know her pain for I would feel the same if Sierra had died for she as lost a son but I would have lost a daughter.