Friday, April 13, 2012

Precious Child




A gift of love from up above.
A place so special with care and love.
Within it grows like a pearl in the sea.
Pious does it stay until seen the light.
As days pass by with joy and share.
Nothing as precious coz there’s no spare. 
From child till adult though good or bad.
From things said and done may make us sad.
A child for a mother does always remain.
A child in her eyes from womb till tomb. 

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