Nine ChildrenA Poem by Julia Ledo
My body can make miracles
My choices can make mistakes I can only pray That I'll never lead them astray. I can only hope to have pretty little children All in a row Nine heads in counting Nine lives in the world I can only hope to have daughters That suffer little and are firm but kind Who know that their faces and their bodies Are enhanced by their minds Not to feel less But keep their heads high Find happiness easily And live not survive As for my sons I can wish That they will be gentle and sweet And I can pray to God That they're rooms will be kept neat I hope they can grow in love and warmth And learn to cherish someone they love With respect for their worth I hope my children will be good in their studies Have a passion for learning And a love for a capital S something I hope I will be a parent that listens A supportive ally And have some semblance of authority But I hope most of all For a family © 2016 Julia LedoReviews
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1 Review Added on August 12, 2016 Last Updated on August 12, 2016 AuthorJulia LedoMAAboutI write sappy things, sentimental things, mushy love things, and sometimes I write good stuff. Eat your heart out tough guy more..Writing
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