Child Of Mine

You are too young to understand yet
what you are to me.
You are the sun, the moon, the stars
and everything good I see.

You are too young to hear my dreams
that you will be content
all through your life wherever it leads,
wherever you are sent.

Sweet child of mine as I hold you
and kiss your gentle brow,
I know I've been blessed like others
as I look at you and vow

to love you
protect you
and encourage you.
To appreciate you
guide you
and then free you,
So you will live a life so fine
and be able to say 'Sweet child of mine.'

poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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