forever cute and young my child. I certainly,
Wish this dream come true my child. Now honestly,
I want you to grow up my child. And knowingly,
You'll leave us wise and strong our child. Yet sadly,
Time must fly and flit it past,
Young go old and soon to ash.
Now as this truth may come off grim,
Remember child that our love it wont dim.
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Author:
J.J. Cooke (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 14th, 2017 01:18
- Comment from author about the poem: This is for my sweet Symphany.
- Category: Love
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Comments5
Love your poem!
I have no kids but I could feel your love and care.
Thank you 🙂
Children are wonderful and should be nurtured. They will leave you in time but should know that they are always welcome and loved when at home. Good write.
Thank you
Affection for a child is honestly expressed in this beautiful poem. Love wont dim at all here. This is very interesting poem shared.
Thank you
A child's love is memorable. Those images will never grow faint, but more or less appreciate the meaning of true parenthood.
The innocence of a child can be treacherous. Just remember him/her will still be God's children no matter what age selection.
Good read poet
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Children are hope for the future and a blessing for today. Great write
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