Monday, April 22, 2013

Love, Mother


From your dreams,

to your nightmares,

from your smiles,

to your tears.

 I catch you when you fall, and I chase away your fears.

I’m up all night with worry, as your independence grows.

I hope I’ve showed you enough kindness, and that all your goodness shows.

 I will never forget the things that happened to shape your little smiles.

Nothing could keep us apart not even a million miles.

So my three children, I ask of you, always love each other as I do you.

                                                            

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