My little blonde girl

I dream often of her,

This little blonde girl,

She looks about two and she has bright blue eyes,

Each time I dream of her,

Those eyes get brighter and brighter,

She squeezes my hand,

While we skip around the park,

Daddy is nearby,

She smiles when she looks over at him,

I don't want to wake from this dream,

My dream is all I have of her,

I want to stay there forever,

I awaken from my dream sad,

I just want to be there with her,

This little blond girl,

Is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen,

Sometimes she picks flowers,

And hands them to me,

Oh little blonde girl,

I'm awake but I still picture your face,

And you kind of look like me,

My little blonde girl.

I am completely uninterested in a life without you.

(My definition of purgatory - the place between wanting to be a mom and becoming a mom.)