A Childrens Mother

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Children dream

 

I hold on to the past as it kisses me goodbye.

Knowing my children is getting ready to fly.

Loving every bit of their superman pajamas.

and sailing with pirates and fighting the dragons as they brush there teeth under the sea.

and farewell to the moon as it kisses their cheeks.

Dream big my little ones. as you go into another world.

hopefully you find that big weeping  willow.  And swing swing to the top of that tree with the sing from momma me.

Race down the stars and over the moon, keep the dance as you whistle that tune. 

as there breathing settles and I watch them asleep.

I know what they are dreaming, as when I was little sheep.

wishing I could be there when they are fast asleep.

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