The Heart of My Story
Sometimes it's the small things in life that make us sit back and reflect on our life
It is from the good night kisses, hugs or from some silly wishes
It's in the silly jokes or in the fun your siblings poke
It's about the fun times no matter how small
It's those very special times you recall
It's in the hard goodbyes
When all you want to do is cry
Or it is in the joy of going home
No matter how far you have roamed
It's about the precious memories and treasured moments had
It's recalling the happy moments and the sad
It's in the special grandparents, mom and dad
And the proud moments that made them glad
It's in the happy moments of joy
When you are given a little boy
It's in the joy of knowing who we are
So whether we are spread near or far
It is in the family circle we put our trust
And the heart of my story will always be my family
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2008
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