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Children Are Their Parents Blessing

Little children don't you know, You are your parent's blessings Their accomplishments are mainly because of you Little children don't be fooled Your parents adore and love you Little children get up and go to school So that you won't be abused, used or fooled Little children will grow and soon you too will be old For I too was once young and now I have children of my own To age and be blessed to see them grow is truly a blessing To be blessed with three To have a son whose heart is as pure as gold To have daughters whose thoughts are as white as snow To love them, to carry them, to nurture them To protect them and call them my own is truly a blessing A son now a man as strong as an OX Daughters kind and vitreous awaiting their Grooms Father, how time has led me to believe That all children are definitely their parent's blessing.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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