Monday, April 4, 2011

Jingle Poetry

Cherishing Children

There’s something magical about night
a mother’s sweet satisfaction knowing
the children are all tucked into bed~
innocent evening prayers offered,
goodnight kisses showered over tender
skin holding on tight to that last hug,
knowing all too well the calm will end
and one day troubled teenage monsters
will howl away the quiet times, dreamy.

*Jingle Poetry


Anonymous said...

Without any doubt whatsoever!! smiles with memories of raising 4

Judy Roney said...

What a beautiful scene, Laurie I do miss those days but I'm happy in the memories. Thanks for writing such a memory.

Jingle said...

your piece rocks.

family love and faith are divine ..



Lisa said...

I like this post alot. kudos