Nothing beats
the pleasure
and the joy
that we feel daily,
and constantly
for our children.
Nothing can surpass
the pride
that fills us
with everything they do.
Their look in their
eyes when they
tell us, especially,
“ I love you".
Nothing beats
the pleasure
and the joy
that we feel daily,
and constantly
for our children.
Nothing can surpass
the pride
that fills us
with everything they do.
Their look in their
eyes when they
tell us, especially,
“ I love you".
Comments
skinner_jennifer | August 6, 2010 - 16:28
Hi Pipmic,
I just had to go aaaah! When I read this poem.
It bought a tear to my eye. It's a truely lovely
poem.
Jenny.
PipMic | August 6, 2010 - 17:00
thanks... feeling a bit emotional at the time
Cavalcaderl | August 10, 2010 - 18:58
New PipMic
Liked the words you have
chosen, they grow up so fast to-day.
I remember when our's was young, a card
picture of a baby girl on, verse every
part from little fingers to it's eyes
and toes, mean't something of the baby
Well it is an emotional thing
isn't it. This is lovely.
julie x
PipMic | August 12, 2010 - 07:48
thanks very much.... i wanted to extend it but thought short can sometimes be sweet.
PipMic | August 12, 2010 - 07:50
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darkenwolf | August 12, 2010 - 17:42
it definitely doesn't need extending; it says what it needs to say. There's no love like that of our children - unconditional.