Your Grown… I’m Grown-er!

She told me…

The boys only want her for cookies and milk…

I told her stay away from those boys…

There filth…

When the rite man comes along…

You will feel it…

remember your goals come first…

Don’t worrie so much…

Stay healthy…

Stay famous in your heart…

 

 

I sat aside on the side lines…

Coaching…

Helping her focus…

like a daughter or niece…

Long story wild! She fell in love with me. Im way to old for you. Way to damaged like split ends on dread locks.

19 years old… You’ve got so much out there for you. I’m not the one. I do care about you. Not like that…

My best friends daughter… See the thing is that your father approves of this. He is doing 60 years for his down fall..

look I will always be here…

For a red Camilla…

I maybe tough…

I always water the flowers…

With knowledge and knowledge of self…

I’m in your corner like stick up kids at night…

Your a kid still…

I watched you grow up…

I even took care of you…

Your mother to…

Remember…

It was cold out…

Y’all had no place to go…

Your mother is working had now…

She also has her own business…

Your in college…

I’m so proud of you!

I challenge you to make something of yourself…

I’ll try to live to see you well…

In my eyes and heart…

you will allways be my little one…

That’s where it stops there…

 

 

Rita Rita Cheeto eater… lol!

 

 

Dedicated to a friend!

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