by Krissy Mitchell
Written in honor of Rylee’s 4th birthday
My baby girl turns four today
My heart is aching,
There is so much pain.
Just four short years ago,
I held her in my arms
I was her “Mommy”
Her very First.
I was the first to kiss
Her soft little head,
To cuddle her close
To my heart so dead.
Tears would drip
On her face so pure,
How can I let go
Of my daughter so dear.
Four years gone by
My heart is still numb
I think of that day
when I was her First Mom.