My Precious Girls, My Lovely Children
My precious girls have made my life well lived.
Given back more love than I could give.
Each toothless smile, each faltering step.
My soul soared, my heart leapt.
Who could want for more than this?
A loving, pure, embrace and kiss.
Grown up now, babies no more.
Lots of memories, kept in store.
I love you each more than the other.
From deep within my heart, your mother.
Copyright © Jean Murray | Year Posted 2015
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