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 © Patricia . Garcia Howard Bramble | Year Posted 2009
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