Poetry

Let Me In
By Julia A. Keirns

Your tiny little fingers
So long and thin,
You hold my hand
And you let me in.
It seems like only yesterday
You came into the world
I look at you today
And you’re quite the little girl.
Every day holds a new surprise
Life is wonderful in your eyes.
When you grow up and go away
I hope that you remember today.
You’ll call my name
And once again,
You’ll hold my hand
And let me in.
And someday when I’m old and gray
And ready to almost fade away.
I’ll call your name
And once again
I will hold your hand
And let you in.

Copyright © Julia A. Keirns

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