The Joy My Daughters Bring
The Joy my Daughters bring!
There are four beautiful girls,
With radiant smiles in their attire.
Filling the atmosphere with sunshine,
Lighting up the alleys with a burning fire.
Always eager to awaken laughter,
Simple tasks into elegant chores,
Helping mommy wash the dishes,
Helping mommy sweep the floors.
I have two hundred colored pages,
They present to me with boastful pride,
I wouldn't sell them for a million dollars,
Life is peaceful by their sides.
I hope they still see me as their hero,
No matter how much they grow,
I haven't many accomplishments yet,
But those girls, are mine to show.
Copyright © Brittany Harris | Year Posted 2016
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