Green Eyed Monster

Sweet little girlie, why you look so sad?

You're acting very angry, you're seeming very mad

Has that green-eyed monster been whispering to you?

You know you shouldn't listen, it really isn't true

Of course I love your brothers and think they're pretty great

But you're my only daughter, my gorgeous girlie mate

It isn't very pretty when you sit there with that scowl

I see that green eyed monster and I hear him in your growl

I wonder if you realise how much you mean to me

My one and only daughter, how more precious could you be?

You're sitting in the middle and I know that must be tough

Not the biggest or the smallest, and I know boys can be rough

Never think I'd overlook you, or forget you, little girl

When I have just one sweet daughter, my treasure, my pearl

Do you think my heart won't fit you? That my arms are not this wide?

Peek into my heart, look here you are now, safe inside

When each new child was born, my heart stretched to fit you in

And now my heart is full of you, full up to the brim

So don't go getting jealous, don't listen to those lies

Come sit here on my lap, snuggle in and wipe your eyes

Green-eyed monsters by their nature are deceptive through and through

They whisper in your ear "you are not loved" "he's more than you"

Green eyed monsters have no place here, now we've found out where they hide

Close your heart off to his whispers, don't let those lies inside

I will always love you, middle child, no more and no less

Than each one of your brothers, each child of mine's the best

I cannot pick a favourite, there's not one I love the most

OK, you're all my favourites, best kids ever, that's my boast.

♥

About the Pictures: These two photographs were taken by me last year (not last week sorry) and are two of my favourite pictures of Miss Fab ever. They capture the vulnerability that lies beneath her bolshy exterior. She's our middle child and I always thought that since she was the only girl we would escape the "middle child" syndrome... but apparently not. Lately she is needing lots and lots of reassurance. Do you have a "middle child" who has gone through this?


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Writing Prompt #2.) Write a poem inspired by a picture you took last week year. Share both. {For Mama Kat's Pretty Much World Famous Writers Workshop}