A beautiful feeling called... LOVE...

My Daughters and Sons...

There is something I feel,
There is something I wanna say,
There are people around me,
Who make me feel this way...
They make me feel special,
They will make stories untold...
They inspire me to be better,
A very special place they hold...
They are my daughters and sons,
Even more to me than that,
They are like some blessings,
A shoulder that I can pat...
Proud I am to have them,
Respected they make me feel,
However dull my life seems,
They fill me with great zeal...
Irritation is what I sense at times,
Sometimes they make me cry,
They may hurt at rare times...
But moments with them just fly...
Blessed I am to have them near,
No sadness nor any pain,
And in life I always wish,
That they be in gain...
My aim is to give them knowledge,
But character is what I make,
Sometimes my care may seem a lie,
Sometimes my anger is fake...
I just wish that success is theirs,
In whatever path they choose,
And at times let them learn,
If any day they lose...
Life is a challenge, will always be,
They need to face it with smile,
Sometimes the journey may be short,
Sometimes more than a mile...
But lives experience is never a waste,
It's sometimes happy sometimes sad,
But always it's the journey that counts,
And journeys are always fun clad...