You breath your life into a child the moment that
they are conceived, waiting for the day you two
shall meet.
You hold them tight in your arms and in your heart
from then on they shall always be,loving every moment
happily.
You listen to them as they cackle and coo waiting for
the day you hear them call for you.
You watch them as they take their first step,so scared
that they may trip.Holding your arms as wide as can be
motioning them to walk toward you slowly.
You watch them as they grow wondering where the time has
gone,remembering all the storys and lullabies songs.
Your babies grow up and move on into this big old world
where there is so much turmoil.
You cannot help but want to keep them small protecting
them from everything and all.
Real life can sometimes bring out the best or worse in people. Writing/reading can help you understand the difference.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
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