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I Looked At Myself

I looked at myself In the mirror today Saddened by the shadows That refused to go away. I saw my red hair In a wicked disarray And I couldn’t help wonder How I got this way. Then the door opened And my son walked in He looked at me Then started to grin. The greatest treasure You cannot win It’s a blessed miracle Your heart will spin. "You’re pretty mom" He said to me Then gave me a hug As tight as can be. It was then I knew I held the key To a valuable treasure That numbered three. Then suddenly he turned And walked away Leaving behind A warm sunny day. I looked at myself In the mirror today And I saw an angel Smile my way. I have three beautiful children, Missy 18, Mariah 16, and Danny 10; Both the oldest and the youngest have......ADHD and hence have matured at a slower rate. But all three are the greatest gifts I have ever received and I love them with all my heart and soul. Each one has special qualities that individualize them and make them a treasure to behold! I am proud of all three of them; and I hope they know just how much they mean to me and how much they inspire me! I love you gang!!!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Date: 8/3/2009 12:44:00 PM
Deborah, i have four children Andrew 21, Steven 19, Rebekah 18 & Liam 14 - we have been blessed with good health in them, apart Liam who was knocked down when he was nine, but thankfully he is fine now. I included him in a poem about my younger life called " Fading like a Flower " and " You can't have my Son " i hope you get a chance to view them>>James
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Date: 10/10/2008 7:50:00 PM
Deborah - Where should I begin - I just adored this poem and I praise your open honesty in the comment at the bottom - Your pride and your love of your children just shine - On a comment you left me you said I was born with a wonderful gift regarding my poetry - It was at 41 that God gifted me my poetry and I penned my first poem - Your comments are so kind and leave me feeling so good - I do hope you find someone who loves you as I do my wife - You are very special in so many ways - God Bless
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Date: 10/10/2008 9:03:00 AM
Oh, how the children can bring someone down, up again. The pride of the parent is a healing balm that can last an eternity if we let it. I have 4 children and can really identify with this. Very well written, love the flow and honesty within the write. Michael
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Date: 10/10/2008 4:12:00 AM
Yes! They are the light of our lives! The greatest gift ever bestowed upon us, our children. Can feel your pride and joy shine here, as I am blessed with two beautiful children of my own. An inspirational write! Well done! Love, Shar
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