They Are Nothing But Endless Joy
They are nothing but endless joy,
and growing up, they will become adults
as destiny will unfold their glory...
many dreams will linger on their thoughts.
Love them, encourage them and support them...
until they are ready to step into the real world;
I was loved like them, filled as a cup to its brim,
never knowing the awful feeling of being cold.
They are nothing but endless joy
when they are given their favorite toy;
hold them, wishing to freeze time in its track...
fearing that even these moments won't last.
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2012
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