You gave birth to four
Two sons 
Two daughters
Boys will be boys
Girls will be you 
You raise us to be grown 
Praise us to be shown 
But theres one problem
One daughter gets hid
One daughter you get rid 
You forget you have two
Untill I'm ready to put on my shoes
And I walk out this door 
And then you remember 
Two daughters                
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nice expression on daughter. but sorry i have only two sons. a nice poem. keep it up without any care if any one is reading your poem or not. make it your first hobby bcoz God has given you such talent.