One true happiness

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    One true happiness

    A miracle, a present, a growth in my body
    A seeds natural response is to grow and bloom
    It did
    Arms and legs, a blessed scream to my surprise
    A child I had grown
    My garden, the soil was fertile, a life I will raise
    Eyes as mine
    Trials, tribulations, joy, bliss
    God gave me a angel
    A pure innocence human
    So I shelter him, so no one can corrupt
    Looking at him in amazement
    Looking at him through these eyes now open
    I pray life will treat him well or I pray he will walk on it and make the world his own
    Mamma's Boy

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    Richisfun commented on One true happiness

    06-16-2009

    Very good, poems about children are great and make you think, there about you and me, we were there once, keep writing ...
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    SuSpence commented on One true happiness

    06-09-2009

    Quite a lovely poem expressing the rainbow of emotions one feels for the love of her child. This poem drew tears to my eyes at the hope that one day I will live to feel this way. The joy of bringing something so beautiful and pure into this world. Until then I hold out hope that one day life will allow me to find my own 'one true happiness.' The more I learn about you the more you inspire me.
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    Jes

    06/09/2009

    Me inspiring someone (nice) the thought humbles me.. Thanks for the comment Spence;)

    hdmac commented on One true happiness

    06-09-2009

    "A growth in my body" sounds like a disease or something. Being pregnant is great. You make it sound so easy.
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    Jes

    06/09/2009

    Trust me..A growth in my body" LOL..Sorry it does sound like a disease but I like the line Kids are a extra growth.. JES

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    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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