To our big boy Nathan: To my child, May you never be afraid to fly. May you always keep the innocence that you hold at this young age. When you are out on a branch and you feel it shake, have faith that it will steady itself again. Enjoy your individual beauty and uniqueness; never wish that it would change. When you fly go in a direction that will take you places to happiness, don't be distracted by those which will not. You start out so small and fragile, unable to take flight, with time may you be able to fly on your own. I look at you now knowing how blessed I am, to have the baby, the butterfly, I have. May you spread your wings and fly without doubt. I hope that you will give yourself the chance to let your mind wonder, and show you the way. When you spread your wings and fly, know that I will always be there flying next to you, guiding you in the right direction, giving you the strength to wait out the storm, being the one to steady the branch. Above all else know that I love you, my baby and my butterfly, and that you always have my open wings to fly back to. To our little tanner: It starts when they're first born Your heart in the palm of their hand They're so very, very helpless So you vow to do all that you can You change them and feed them You walk them, bounce them and cuddle And with that first little smile Your heart melts into a puddle You cherish their looks and coos You think you couldn't love them more Then they lay a little hand on your face And you know of love's neverending store You watch them learn to coordinate With their little tongue, hands and feet Every day they bring such joy Your life is now so complete They learn to laugh out loud They squeal and they grab and they pinch You feel so proud when they roll over And ecstatic if they scoot an inch In just a few short months Of singing funny, lullaby songs There's just no way you can deny With them is where your heart belongs To our baby girl:
Ten tiny fingers, Ten tiny toes, Two little eyes, And one little nose. A beautiful smile Curly blonde hair A perfect angel Just standing there A blank slate For me to mold A little girl For me to hold She watches my every move Sure not to miss a beat I can't believe I am a mom It's different, but neat My hero, my savior My own little me The love of my life It's hard to believe An unbreakable bond Between her and I No limit to love When it reaches the sky Family Friend Poems |
Lola28 year old Mom of 3 under 6 (2 boys 1 girl), TTC baby #4, Married to my soul mate, Photographer, nail artist, amazon reviewer, fashion addict, Looking to make a postive impact on this world one story at a time. I am looking to inspire people with love and peace Archives
June 2017
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