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, life’s 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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