Poetry of the Week


You are my angels,

I love hearing your innocent voices…

I love putting you into sleep in your beds,

And then waking up, wondering how you reached my bed

Hugging me all over,

And then seeing your eyes still closed

Letting you just stay beside me.

But I love you more as you are

And I might get mad at times,

Or talk to you as loud as I could—

Yet know that I’ve done that because I want to guide you

And I want all the best for you.

My little angels

I may had taught you about this, and that,

But you’ve actually taught me more…

You all have taught me what hope really is,

And you are teaching me more about life,

You are teaching me all about love.


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