Strong as a Viking, tall as a tree
Are my sons, all three.
So different from each other, each one
And still I can see, one by one, he is my son.
Smart and witty, tough and yet gentle
Caring and loving, proud and humble
Perfect to me all the time
And I am indeed proud they are mine
Handsome and bright, careful and daring,
Different features is each of them wearing.
Personalities unique and strong, no two are the same
But none of them to me ever brings shame
Robin, Marcel and Roggie their names,
Together we played many games,
Shared lot of times, preparing them
For love, compassion and care, lifeís greatest gem.
Just like three musketeers
They have a bond that beats all fears
A bond of love, so strong that it makes me recall
The wonderful phrase: All for one and one for all
I love those guys, all in one and one in all
Whenever I could I tried to catch their fall,
From little babies they grew to men so great,
Until I see them I can never wait
The best part of it is
That I too, enjoy their loving bliss
As beloved mother and trusted friend
I pray, please God, let this never end!
By Birgit and Roger Pratcher
One happy Mom and one happy Dad
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Copyright © January 2006