“Bounded love. Till my last breath.”
Bounded love. Till my last breath.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Children make us realize we are not so important. They give us hope and reason to be alive.
Bounded love. Till my last breath.
The moment I held you.
Sweet child of mercy.
You brought hope to my sad heart.
Your laughter, your smile.
Now each day.
I look forward to you my child.
My little girl who still hold my hand.
Precious Angel keeps me alive.
Our children are the purpose.
To keep our spirit and dreams alive.
Their hope and dreams become our dreams.
Without them.
What would we really have?
(Be thankful for healthy and strong children. If we lose a child. Old heart will never be the same)
Coyote
28 April 2009
I lost my first child and yes it does change you forever. Thankfully God blessed me with three healthy children. They are the reason I exist! Love your family John and thanks for sharing.
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Thank you for stopping by. I agree. Without our kids. We would be alone.
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Precious photos and thoughts, John. Your love overflows.
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Thank you. Our kids show us. We are part of this world.
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