My Little Angles
My baby boys with there little toys,
They tot across the sand.
They fall and hurt there knee
but the pain is more on me.
Mommy's kisses make there little world spin
and I am faced with new beginings to begin.
As I tuck them in at night
I am filled with delight.
If no one eles in the whole world loves me
Mommy's little angles they will always be.
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