They know me in a way
no one else ever has.
They open me to things
I never knew existed.
They drive me to insanity
and push me to my depths.
They are the beat of my heart,
the pulse in my veins,
and the energy in my soul.
They are
my kids.
I marvel at the four miracles that are mine.
3 comments:
That's a great picture!
I love this post. Nice for me to ponder and be grateful for the 4 that I have!
Okay did you write that yourself. If so you might want to start dabbling in poetry girl. Way to say what so many of us feel.
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