Grandchildren

Grandchildren

A Poem by luciddreamer
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Where I am living my life these days :)

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When I watch my grandchildren, five, three, and one

I start to believe, my mistakes can be undone

That maybe being a mother was a dry run

Maybe the point of life is to have fun

To appreciate the rain as well as the sun

To stop being afraid, no need to run

A kiss on the cheek for each one

I bake their favorite;  hot cross buns

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2010 luciddreamer


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Aww,this is sweet and so very true,I Love this lil poem...It is short,but says so much!Awesome job! :0)

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on September 15, 2010
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luciddreamer

Carrollton, GA



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