Children Poem

Reminding Children They Will Always Have A Place To Call Home

Children grow up and spread their wings, but can always come back home to rest.

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It reminds me of what my mom used to say when I was little.

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Children, Gather Around

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Published: February 2006

Children, come and gather round.
Be very still, don't make a sound.
This is what I have to say.
Keep it with you every day.
I wish I had the magic touch
For each of you I love so much.
I'd protect you day and night.
I'd keep you safe within my sight,
But oh so soon this will be.
One by one you'll say to me
That you must go, to find your way.
Within my sight you cannot stay.
That is why I'll make it clear.
If you need me, I'll be here.
Into this world you came through me,
So till the day no more I see,
Remember here you have a home.
Never do you have to roam

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  • dica by dica
  • 13 years ago

It reminds me of what my mom used to say when I was little.

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