My child..

My child is my pride n joy
My hope n future
She is why I wake up with a smile
And he is why my sun shines bright
My child is my honeysuckle and candy floss
My sugar coated oats n honey...
All wrapped in one!
She is my consolation, him, my triumph
My child is my blessing, never a curse
She is my 'better', him, my 'hero'
My child is...my own.

poem by Namie Elisha
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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