My little angels from above
each day they test my strength
I give to them all my love
my endurance is without length
Loghan, Jor'Jianna, and my Avery boy
little tornadoes they seem to be
though tired from all the chaos and joy
they make me feel younger and free
Each night, after bathing it's off to bed
A goodnight story or maybe a song
after asleep a kiss for each little head
how could this ever be wrong
My little angels sent from above
God's shared them with me to love
In a list
A contest entry
- Child/Children Contest by songstress80.
900 points, ended November 20, 24 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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What a lovely poem! I really like it!!
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wonderful job! we mothers love our children even if they drive us crazy. they can be little angels and little imps. either way, we love them nonetheless, unconditionally. we do our best to be good mothers---reading or singing them to sleep, even though sometimes it drives us crazy to read or sing the same thing over and over and over again. not all mothers have much patience. sometimes mine is thin but i do try to keep it good. keep up the good work of being a good and patient mother. lovely job! great write!
good luck in the contest! thank you very much for entering!
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Well done
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