Tuesday, May 14, 2013

A Mother's Day Poem written by one of my sons...

Nascent fruit of your love budding in your womb

Divinity of motherhood would call upon you soon

You brought us to life and wrapped us in love

It's funny people think that heaven's above

For us it's a mother we think the world of...


(If you're like me, you'll need to google "nascent". My kids are too smart for me. I looked it up, it means "beginning to exist".)

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