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I hold you in my arms, little one,
And I feel the weight of the world settle onto me.
I long to protect you, to always keep you safe,
And a part of me wishes you were mine.
 
I can see five years down the road,
When you’re bouncing off the walls, always asking why,
When you’re just discovering how cruel the world can be,
And a part of me wishes you were mine.
 
I can see ten years from this moment,
When you’re far too big to hold,
When you’re first tasting independence,
When you’re learning far too fast,
And a part of me wishes you were mine.
 
I can see fifteen years from now, you this newborn in my arms,
I can see the rebellious teen, trying to fly solo,
Trying out your wings, falling and soaring,
Learning things I wish you never have to know,
And a part of me wishes you were mine.
 
I can see twenty years on, when you’re a man almost grown,
Testing out the waters and trying to make it on your own,
Going to college and acing everything,
Making us all proud,
And a part of me wishes you were mine.
 
And I can see a hundred years down the line,
When we’re all dead but you might still be alive,
And you’ve cured cancer and were president,
When you saved the world—
And a part of me wishes you were mine.
 
I look back down at your sleeping face,
Gently touch one of your tiny, perfect fingers,
And a smile crosses my face while I think about crying.
You’re so flawless, so innocent—and the world will corrupt you so soon.
 
Your mother reaches to take you back
And I almost wish you were mine.

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Date: 2007-10-19 03:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] katriel1987.livejournal.com
Been there with both my nieces. Beautifully written.

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