My Sons

John

He brings joy to my heart ,Such  Laughter too .
He’s my thorn in my side , Yet a rose in my heart…
He should have been two,  Was so lucky to have him.
I love him so . till my dying day .
With such a love , Only a mother should know .

Steven

He was so tiny .Oh So small . Nearly not here .
How he’s grown . So old . Yet so young .
So tall and proud . Kids and all .
Whom he adores “n” loves so much .
Proud to be his mum . And made me a 
Gran too .
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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