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First Born

 
                                                   First Born 
                                          See the sweet little face,
                                       Know that you hold her fate in
                                       in your hands for years to come.

                                      Teach her well, for what she learns 
                                             at your knee will stay in her 
                                                   soul for all time.

                                        Then she's grown with a mind of
                                          her own, and your only hope is 
                                           she keeps what she's learned.

                                              All you can do is love her 
                                                  till the end of time.

                                                Treasured Baby Series
                                                     Copyright 2008
                                                    Anne Rutherford

Copyright © Anne Rutherford | Year Posted 2016

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  1. Date: 6/22/2017 4:48:00 PM

    Lovely poem Anne. I love all three of my children, and their seven children. They are my world these days. I love you poem on the first born, my friend....Peter
  1. Date: 6/22/2017 6:55:00 AM

    Good morning Anne, was a delight hearing from you, hope all is well, big hugs xo
  1. Date: 2/25/2017 7:25:00 PM

    very sweet, Anne. I am a first born daughter and my own daughter is that as well (only had her and a son) It's great to be the first born!!
  1. Date: 12/16/2016 4:34:00 PM

    What a gem of a poem Anne my son is the most precious child in the world he's flown the nest now and I am so proud to see him flying high:-) hugs Jan xx
  1. Date: 12/8/2016 2:16:00 PM

    The best that one can do is the best that one can do. To be a part and influence of another soul is truly a Godly gift. We all have the eyes of children on us. May we revere the responsibility bestowed upon us as we continue on our own journey's. :) How's that for reiterating your message. :) Hi Anne. Nice to read another from you.
  1. Date: 11/19/2016 4:50:00 AM

    This is wonderful, your keen eye makes my heart smile dear Anne wish you would share more of these gems, x
  1. Date: 8/9/2016 1:17:00 PM

    It's always the love that nourishes and "grows up" good-hearted individuals. Those of us who enjoyed our children have a second chance to "do it all over again" with our grandchildren. Enjoyed this, Anne.
  1. Date: 8/9/2016 10:07:00 AM

    anne, how nice to read you again!... such a charming piece that truly uplifts... children are angels!... till soon!..huggs and thanks for coming by, dear friend!
  1. Date: 8/9/2016 9:25:00 AM

    a very sweet write that makes my heart smile x

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