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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Contest >> ID #979690  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Children
my pride and joy, my children. A rictameter form of poetry
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Amir
my dream baby
bright, smart, dedicated
to love unconditionally
I gave you life and in return you will
continue to be my sweet heart
no matter how grown up
you will be my
Amir


daughter
I cherish you
the essence of beauty
the emotions I feel for you
be compared to anything on earth? No
blessed am I to have received you
through your eye's I see love,
Amaiya my,
daughter


children
the creation
of the Almighty God
existing in the womb to be
born into the lightness of compassion
caring, loving forever more
depending on your strength
belongs to you
children.
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