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(For my daughters Nicole and Rhianna) and your children bend to your river as your life flows through them , from conception to birth. the current is strong. their heartbeats in tune with yours, from the beginning of time, each moment christening the next. the mother lode inside you fulfill their destiny's needs. a daughter a son is born. a sunrise and a sunset kissed. to you... mommy poems/ in the eyes of your child the sigh of your voice, the earth under your feet, your dreams dance with them. midnight chariots race the sky, and love is the river that carries you, over and over again. no surrender. your children God's blessings to your eyes.... mommy poems/ your journey through the nexus in her eyes amazes, as she lies half asleep next to you. and the nature's mirror that you cannot ever stop looking at her through, tells you even with eyes closed, that she will forever be your child. and you realize the cord that was cut at birth, really wasn't. it only grew stronger as the years turned by, a tree to root a bird's first flight, a mother you will always be, in your first born daughter's eyes.
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May 19, 2019
May 19, 2019 at 9:37 AM UTC
Poems for my children / nicole and rhiannas poems
(For my daughters Nicole and Rhianna) and your children bend to your river as your life flows through them , from conception to birth. the current is strong. their heartbeats in tune with yours, from the beginning of time, each moment christening the next. the mother lode inside you fulfill their destiny's needs. a daughter a son is born. a sunrise and a sunset kissed. to you... mommy poems/ in the eyes of your child the sigh of your voice, the earth under your feet, your dreams dance with them. midnight chariots race the sky, and love is the river that carries you, over and over again. no surrender. your children God's blessings to your eyes.... mommy poems/ your journey through the nexus in her eyes amazes, as she lies half asleep next to you. and the nature's mirror that you cannot ever stop looking at her through, tells you even with eyes closed, that she will forever be your child. and you realize the cord that was cut at birth, really wasn't. it only grew stronger as the years turned by, a tree to root a bird's first flight, a mother you will always be, in your first born daughter's eyes.
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napolis
66/M/california
May 19, 2019
May 19, 2019 at 9:37 AM UTC
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