Parents Poem Verse
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Parents Poem Verse
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A Child's Angel
Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born.
So one day he asked God:
They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow
but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?
Among the many angels, I chose one for you.
She will be waiting for you and will take care of you.
But tell me, here in Heaven, I don't do anything else but sing and smile,
that's enough for me to be happy.
Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you every day.
And you will feel your angel's love and be happy.
And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me,
if I don't know the language that men talk?
Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear,
and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak.
And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?
Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray.
I've heard that on earth there are bad men. Who will protect me?
Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life.
But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore.
Your angel will always talk to you about me and
will teach you the way for you to come back to me,
even though I will always be next to you.
At that moment there was much peace in Heaven,
but voices from earth could already be heard,
and the child in a hurry asked softly:
Oh God, if I am about to leave now, please tell me my angel's name.
Your angel's name is of no importance, you will call your angel:
Mommy
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They are the inspiration to reach great heights, and our comfort when we occasionally falter.
Brad Henry
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Family: A social unit where the father is concerned with parking space, the children with outer space, and the mother with closet space.
Evan Esar
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Parents Poem Verse
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Dear World:
My son starts school today. It's going to be strange
and new to him for a while.
And I wish you would sort of treat him gently.
You see, up to now, he's been king of the roost.
He's been boss of the backyard.
I have always been around to repair his wounds,
and to soothe his feelings.
But now-things are going to be different.
This morning, he's going to walk down the front steps,
wave his hand and start on his great adventure
that will probably include wars and tragedy and sorrow.
To live his life in the world he has to live in will require
faith and love and courage.
So, World, I wish you would sort of take him by his young hand
and teach him the things he will have to know. Teach him-but gently, if you can.
Teach him that for every scoundrel there is a hero;
that for every crooked politician there is a dedicated leader;
that for every enemy there is a friend.
Teach him the wonders of books.
Give him quiet time to ponder the eternal mystery of birds in the sky,
bees in the sun, and flowers on the green hill.
Teach him it is far more honorable to fail than to cheat.
Teach him to have faith in his own ideas,
even if everyone else tells him they are wrong.
Teach him to sell his brawn and brains to the highest bidder,
but never to put a price on his heart and soul.
Teach him to close his ears to a howling mob...
and to stand and fight if he thinks he's right.
Teach him gently, World, but don't coddle him,
because only the test of fire makes fine steel.
This is a big order, World, but see what you can do.
He's such a nice little fellow.
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You filled my days with rainbow lights,
fairy tales and sweet dream nights.
A kiss to wipe away my tears,
gingerbread to ease my fears.
You gave the gift of life to me
And then in love, you set me free.
I thank you for your tender care,
for deep warm hugs and being there.
I hope that when you think of me
A part of you, you'll always see.
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Parents Poem Verse
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A Poem For Moms & Dads
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray my sanity to keep.
For if some peace I do not find,
I'm pretty sure I'll lose my mind.
I pray I find a little quiet
Far from the daily family riot
May I lie back--not have to think
about what they're stuffing down the sink,
or who they're with, or where they're at
and what they're doing to the cat.
I pray for time all to myself
(did something just fall off a shelf?)
To cuddle in my nice, soft bed
(Oh no, another goldfish--dead!)
Some silent moments for goodness sake
(Did I just hear a window break?)
And that I need not cook or clean--
(well heck, I've got the right to dream)
Yes now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray my wits about me keep,
But as I look around I know--
I must have lost them long ago!
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Everything I've longed for
you've turned to Dreams come true.
But the greatest gift of all
is being loved by you
with Love on
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Parents Poem Verse
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The magic of a mother's love
Brings harmony and bliss.
It covers like a blanket
And cures boo-boos with a kiss.
It offers grand protection
From evil that lurks around,
It tames the fears of little ones
And turns frowns upside down.
It holds a wealth of wisdom
With gentleness it guides,
It holds the hand when needed
Then lets go with tears of pride.
And though those precious childhood years
In an instant pass,
The love and magic mom instills
Will last and last and last.
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