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My Angels


 

The most important thing in my life is my children.
They are my angels.

With four kids my life is kind of busy. Although I do not
have much free time on my hands, I am thankful that I
am able to be a stay at home mom.
 


 
 

The Whisper of a Child

A child's love is like a whisper
Given in little ways we do not hear

But if you listen closely
It will be very clear

They often do not say it loud
But in how they come to you...
Daddy, will you play with me?
Mommy, tie my shoe?

The many ways they tell you
Changes as they grow
Dad, I made the team today
Mom, I've got to go!

Pop, I need some money
You see there's...this girl at school
Mama, I met a boy today
and wow, he's so cool.

Dad, I've got something to tell you...
I think she is the one!
Mom, he asked me to marry him
Would you love him as your son?

Dad, I've got some news for you...
It's going to be a boy!
Mom, I'm kind of scared of this
Yet I'm filled with joy!

A child's love is like a whisper
Given in little ways we do not hear
But if you listen closely
It will be very clear.

They often do not say it loud
But in how they come to you...
Grandpa, will you play with me?
Grandma, tie my shoe?

It is never ending
A blessing from above
Listen to the whispers of a child's love.

Author Unknown
 


 

THE HANDWRITING ON THE WALL

A weary mother returned from the store,
lugging groceries through the kitchen door.
Awaiting her arrival was her eight year old son,
Anxious to relate what his younger brother had done.

"While I was out playing and Dad was on a call,
T.J. took his crayons and wrote on the wall!
It's on the new paper you just hung in the den.
I told him you'd be mad at having to do it again."

She let out a moan and furrowed her brow,
"Where is your little brother right now?"
She emptied her arms and with a purposeful stride,
She marched to his closet where he had gone to hide.

She called his full name as she entered his room.
He trembled with fear - he knew that meant doom!
For the next ten minutes, she ranted and raved
About the expensive wallpaper and how she had saved.

Lamenting all the work it would take to repair,
She condemned his actions and total lack of care.
The more she scolded, the madder she got,
Then stomped from his room, totally distraught!

She headed for the den to confirm her fears.
When she saw the wall, her eyes flooded with tears.
The message she read pierced her soul with a dart.
It said, "I love Mommy," surrounded by a heart.

Well, the wallpaper remained, just as she found it,
With an empty picture frame hung to surround it.
A reminder to her, and indeed to all,
Take time to read the handwriting on the wall.

~Author Unknown~