The day will come that you'll wonder how I expressed these thoughts aloud.
So when you've grown into such a thoughtful adult, know you've made me proud.
JOY, sorrow, pain, and strain are all part of parenting, which I would do over in a heartbeat and from none of it refrain.
See these moments of JOY are much easier to express.
Through everyday motions and daily routines it's easy to show my LOVE for you.
Since you are old enough to read my words and fill your mind with wonder, you surely have figured out that my LOVE has always been there even when you've blundered.
It's the sorrow, pain, and strain that must be kept locked away.
Every parent experiences them but must not let it show.
Though this LOVE remains day after day.
So I sit alone and let these feelings flow.
In order to cope with these hard times
I took it to paper and made it all rhyme.
I love you my dear children and want you to know, each tear I have shed in raising you was made by LOVE that overflowed.
2/17/17
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Author:
SunSearcher (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just realized one day that most of my work sounds very negative toward my family and wanted to make it clear why. Thought that one day they may read these and feel that they were not wanted or loved, not in ANY WAY TRUE. It was simply a vessel to help deal with difficult parts of life. My children mean more to me than life itself. ~SS
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Comments1
Children mean so much and will always be loved by parents and in my case grandparents as well , the is the way it should be.
Indeed 🙂
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