by Rebekah Rosie Lang
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This poem is directed to my eldest sister. She is a negative woman. I know she loves her family, I just wish she would show it more often. I do not see her real often though.
No baby I can conceive.
Floods of tears fill up
I have waited so long for you;
your innocence forever blooms.
Does she know how Lucky she is,
to have you two?
Do not take your kids for granted.
Yet, be sure and give them messages!
Messages of Love, Hope and Faith;
Messages of “doing hard work will bring rewards!”
Messages of “Learning is a non-stop airline flight!”
Messages of “MONEY does not grow on trees!”
That is just the way, life is meant to be.
To my Miracles nephews, I dedicate this
poem/song to you.
Written by Rebecca P Lang on
December 14, 2005 at 5:28pm CST.
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|Reviewed by Bob Holt (Reader)
|I can only echo what Mr. Forese said. Hearing the type of messages you deliver can make the babies into outstanding adults.
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|A wonderful gift to your nephews, Becca. Thank you for sharing theses thoughts. Love and peace to you.
|Reviewed by jude forese
|i hope you nephews know how lucky they are to have you as an aunt ...|
|Reviewed by Leysa Lowery
|Children are blessings, yet often, in the day-to-day struggle of life we do forget how much they bring to our lives. My kids have brought me intense joy and intense pain, but I would not trade one single day with them for all the money in the world. Nicely written.|
|Reviewed by Peter Paton
|We should always pray for our friends and family, and complete strangers that they may receive the Grace of God Becca !
" Suffer the little children to come unto me "
|Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
|Miracles do happen even if it is the right child by adoption..
It pains this time of year to have a son, but the mother not letting him see his dad for over five long years...
|Reviewed by Pamela garner
|some people just can't see how lucky they are. I hope you sister opens her eyes and sees that childern are a blessing. and I you get the chance the a wonder aunt to her boys. Love and Peace. Pamela|
|Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater
|In the key of C and G for Cool and Great! A child is precious. They should be raised in a positive environment and be read poetry and sang to. Nice familial sentiment and dedication, Becca.