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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
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4 comments:

  1. AnonymousApril 4, 2011 at 9:36 PM

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

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  2. Judy RoneyApril 4, 2011 at 9:44 PM

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

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  3. JingleApril 4, 2011 at 9:59 PM

    your piece rocks.

    family love and faith are divine ..

    A++

    smiles.

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  4. LisaApril 5, 2011 at 7:53 PM

    I like this post alot. kudos

    Lisa
    InspiredbyLisa

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