We see each other every day
when I’m passing on my way
I talk to her about baby things
she listens but never answers
we hold hands and dance
she in her mummy’s shoes
me in my baby’s nappy
one day when I’m bigger
I won’t see her ever again
but she will forever be my friend.
Poem can also be seen here at Poets corner
I loved this Harry…great work my friend.
Thank you kindly JO.
What beautifully captured moment.
Thanks very much Richard.