Tuesday, 6 August 2013

Being mom


From seedling to bouncing baby
A joy to be held
A miracle so grand
A life I hold
For one I created

Being mom
A gift I am honored with 
No more and no less
What I put in 
Is what I get out
A reward of the richest kind

Milestones written upon
The ages I nurture
From cradling back and forth
To singing lullabies softly
Butterfly kisses at night

Being mom
A gift I am treasured with
No more and no less
What I give out
Is what I receive in
A reward of the grandest kind

I'll watch you grow
Be as proud as punch
Teach you carefully 
Guide you through
Till I kiss you bye

Being mom
A gift I am bestowed with
No more and no less
What I share out
Is what I gain in
A reward of the highest kind

To my 3 boys who are my whole world, you are my life and make me the person I am today. Love you to heaven and back!

From the heart
Char


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