Oh, how I miss all my children
I do miss the small ones
And the very tall ones
And the in between ones.
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They call us empty nesters Irene, we look around our home and we see no one there, an empty silent house (isn't that what we wanted for years?) ............Grand children are great and you can give them back when you get tired.......cheers!
shared sentimental story through this poem..... nice piece. beautiful....loving lago
The poem was very pleasant to read and ends on a happy note! Thanks.
this is a wonderful piece on the associate of kids like seeds. enjoy your seedlings milady