I know I have not created you
But someday I will, you see
And you will mean the world to me.
I will hold each one of you
So tight you can not breathe
And tell the world of my joy
And how lucky I must be.
You are all my pride and joy
My most beautiful masterpiece.
I could never forget the first time
You smiled at me.
I can’t wait to send you to school
And watch you grow and learn
To hear of how you lost your tooth
And had so much fun at Prom.
I will cry the day we send you
To some school miles away
And will be there on the day
We give you away.
Then it will be your turn
To create a family of your own
To hold your children with love and care
And sing them to sleep with my lullabies
With which I sang to you
For so long.
You then will realize what
You all mean to me.
All my love that I have shown
I have passed it on to you.
And when I am no longer here
To hold you as before
My love will rain from heaven
And will be knocking at your hearts door.

Krystle McGee

Krystle, A beautiful Poem of a Mothers Love,,

Beautiful

Great Krystle!

awesome Krystle..WILL