Sometimes when we look at you, we can hardly believe you’re ours.

We thank the Lord our God he chose us from above.

Sometimes when we look at you, we remember through and through the ..........

Here I am young age of twenty one.
My dear young sons aged two and three.
Why do I feel so young
My dear, precious, lovely sons
I feel happy and sad
Lost and ..........

I am from piles of books,
filling the end of my bed,
where most people keep stuffed animals.

I am from spilled milk,
sticky cereal fingers,
and tiny, clutching ..........

Children are special
And you are the most
From your grimy fingers
To your boogery nose
You in your mis-matched clothes
Running through the park
Dragging that old ripped-up old ..........

Often time I ask myself
© Andrés Diaz Marrero,2007

Many times I ask myself,
Often times, more than four.
Why bigger people
Always says, "don't"?

"Don't run, you may ..........

Nadia's small hand curled in mine,
A warm, brown biscuit.
Our solitary backs,
Straight and slender,
Our arms swing together, a tie.
We look out separate ways,
As we walk into ..........

If there ever was a joy in life, that would be children.

They bring such happiness and joy.

When you are down in the dumps and just sit back and watch them you obtain a smile ..........

Our kids speak a language that amuses us daily,
like doing 'arps and craps' (arts and crafts) with Jesse and Hailey.

And when told he's a smart dude at the cute age of three,
'Yes, ..........

Oh! You softy, cozy, foamy children of god.
Your toothy smile can make anyone to laugh.
That sash which you wear and the sarong which embedded you.
Seems to be great, rich coat of ..........

My children bring wholeness to my life
It makes me happy having them in my life
They fill my heart with joy each and every day
They make me smile when I'm filling gray
They stand ..........