|Reviewed by Mark Huntsman (Reader)
|Now this is awesome! We have lots of pictures of us and our daughter but this looks professional. You really love your kids!
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|You express a mother's love extremely well.|
|Reviewed by Vivian Dawson
|"Joy" in your legacy *Lily*
|Reviewed by Laura Fall
|Oh my this is such a Heartwarming write written so tenderly and dear Laura|
|Reviewed by S Bergerac (Reader)
|Innocence remembered and held closely to your heart dear Lady Lily
I bow and tip my hat to you
|Reviewed by Diana Legun
|Well directed language for how much love is possible from grandparent to grandchild, with the adult child in between. A love sandwich. Delicious. The flame of this piece for me is "The innocence of you so loved." It shines among these verses. ~~ Diana|
|Reviewed by Dark Knight
|Reviewed by Diane Miller (Reader)
|A wonderful tribute to your children, and fond memories as well
|Reviewed by Gail D (Reader)
|Your children are just beautiful Carol and what a nice poem to them
|Reviewed by Keith Rowley
|Warm, unpretentious and emotive. Nice one Lily.|
|Reviewed by Budd Nelson
|what a wonderfully written piece that tugs a the heart of any parent or grandparent so aptly named as children are our greatest treasure.
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|take good care of those kids, they are the ones who will pick the nursing home you will go into...;-)
|Reviewed by neerja gandhi
|Beautiful and joyous... Precious moments with dear ones :)
|Reviewed by Adriaen Valerius (Reader)
|Grandmothers pride, beautifully phrased in this poem.
A time to cherish and to enjoy for every single second
Jerry says it already, JOY is a sublime name for this poem.
Very much enJOYed Carolee
|Reviewed by Ed J.
|A joy I miss very much and they do grow fast. Precious is the love of little ones. wonderful write
Stay well and keep writing
|Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci
|Oh, this made me laugh!!! Smiling still!!!! So precious they are!!
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton
|You named this poem rightfully "JOY! I can only sit here and wish, from the very bottom of my heart, that I was there for my children. That I was not is my greatest disappointment. This one kinda hurts. (Not your fault, Carol)|