A little peace and quiet,
To enjoy while it lasts,
Our precious little girl in sight,
Into our world will blast!
Preparing everything just right,
Hoping I can remember,
Each and everything I might,
Need to be a Mother.
Another child close by,
Hoping he loves to be,
Part of her life and doesn't ask "Why?"
And his little heart will see,
What a wondrous thing to be a family!
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
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