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ruwth is writing... #949053 added May 12, 2022 at 8:06pm
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~ My Children ~
My Children...
My children are grown,
With kids of their own.
My children...
Dear to my heart,
Though we now live apart.
My children...
I remember each birth
and their days on this earth.
My children...
Five lives intersecting
and sometimes connecting.
My children...
There is no one alive
That means more than these five.
My children...
Written for: "Invalid Item" 
"Open Expression: A Poetry Contest" by Sally
This is "a prompt-free contest for all poetic styles".
Style: I have aimed for rhyming pairs with a poetic feel but no set rhythm.
This entry was originally created on : Jan 6, 2019 at 9:53pm.
~ ~ ~ JESUS is LORD! ~ ~ ~
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