"And the Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us, and we saw his glory!" John 1:14
They’re grown now
But still my children
Their laughter fills me
When they call their mom
Multisyllabically and in unison
Upon their departure
Quiet creeps in
Serenity is good
Yet laughter missed
Scattered busily about
Less frequent chats
Still wholly loved
Must be how He feels
Always wholly loved
The Author understands
And fills me Himself
As only He can
With time together
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A nice poem.. Children are a gift from God
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Wonderful.
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