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My Three Little Boys

my three precius babies mummy loves you lots and lots James your my first funny and smart. A precius little angel you are. My little baby boy. Encouraginly you move a mountain. Smiles entwined with happiness for us all to see. Michael your my second child your quite but always smiling. Inspiration comes from your heart. Caring and kindness is all you give. Hate for your daddy makes me really glum. A child of five should have a dad to love. Exstasy was becoming your mum. Love from your family will never fade away. Ashton your my third and my last your bubbly and happy you are. Shy you are not but you like to pretend . Happy with laughter the terrible two's begin. Tempers and tantrums are scary but true throwing furniture you should not do. Open up ur hand il guide you threw the light. Naughty, cheeky,kind and smart your my little star.

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Date: 4/6/2010 8:27:00 PM
Welcome to the Poetry Soup Family of poets...luv.. "Sweetheart"
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Date: 4/4/2010 1:03:00 PM
Great write in appreciation of your sons....I can see that you definitvely can see the differences in their personalities...Keep the creative pen flowing. Welcome to soup..Hope that I will be reading many more of your excellent writes. Sara
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Date: 4/4/2010 5:21:00 AM
Rebecca, the wonderful thing about poetry and language is, it can be written and used in so many ways. Its lovely to see words from a loving mom, dedicated to her children. " This Stephanie person could easily have said - i prefer "ur" to be written your - to say please don't insult me by explaining, highlights her rudeness. If you desire not to see comments from people like this, click on the eye, and they are barred from your poetry - have a lovely Easter >> James
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