It all started with ABC, then come 123
Ten Little Indians, and the bumble bee
Baa baa black sheep, I have two hands
And even the song Alice in Wonderland
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Never tire of hearing the joys of motherhood and you share so much of the special beauty in this one for us all to feel just a tiny bit of that wonderful privelege of that part of life. Very enjoyable to read about such a high level experience.... Thank you Naida... Jim Troy
sounds like music to me, but that's poetry too.
This is a very nice one, Naida. Keep singing and dancing. Not every mother feels the same, but the ones who do, are the real good ones. A poem that is very pleasant to read. Thanks
Nicely put. Even though I am no a mother myself, I know that kids are a blessings by seeing proud mothers, like in this poem I read. Imagine a world without kids, it would be a pretty lonely place. I just wanted to say I read all your poems, your a very talented person. As if you never heard that one before. Thank you for inviting me to read your Poems.
You are a nice poet. I hope that you continue to write poems. Very meaningful indeed.
I am reminded by the presence of my grandsons...very nice and meaningful...I can feel it.