Rhythmic Stories October 20, 2022

My Girls

My girls are my heart
They have been from their start

Each Daughter is unique in her way
All different from each other,
but that’s ok

It’s the little things they do for me
I wouldn’t trade them for all the world’s gold,
You see

The Sea of little cards or the ceramic owl painted
The ugly little statue of pottery, still I was elated

It was the love They always put into the gifts
Treasures I still have from the past, so many
my spirit lifts

My girls always make me smile inside
Especially on days, I want to hide

Until the day I die
My girls remain the apple of my eye

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