A Mothers Truth
A Mothers Truth
Four kids running through the house
did create a mighty din
At times it still rang in my head
even after I tucked them in
I would never change a thing
I hold them high above
For all the happiness they bring
They're my children, they're my love.
Copyright © Lenna Walker | Year Posted 2017
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