41. More Than Life
To my so sweet babies,
Who suffer through this most,
I am so very sorry
You must read this in a post.
To my so sweet babies,
Who suffer through this most,
I am so very sorry
You must read this in a post.
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A gentle kiss upon the cheek,
Their love growing stronger with each week.
Watching them make each other laugh,
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Famous Poem
When the voices of children are heard on the green,
And laughing is heard on the hill,
My heart is at rest within my breast,
And everything else is still.
It's so great. I read this poem when I was in 7th grade. I love it so much.
Give them love and a little cue,
They are the flowers with different hues.
Teach them to be fearless and strong,
This vase may be quite tiny,
but its importance is monumental and grand!
For the love that went into each picked "flower,"
was carefully chosen by your child's small hand.
Time is a thief, in the night so silent,
Stealing moments, tender and vibrant.
From cradle's first cry to the first step so bold,
In a blink of an eye, the story of growth is told.
Famous Poem
Your children are not your children
They are the sons and daughters of life's longing for itself
They come through you but not from you
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you