I live my life for them,
As sometimes it is hard to live it for me....
With all the pain I've known,
And all the sorrow I see.
I live my life for them,
As sometimes I cannot face another day....
When teardrops I must fight
And despair stands in the way.
I live my life for them,
For through their laughter I truly smile....
And forget for a moment the heartache,
That lingers with every mile.
I live my life for them-
My children, carriers of my heart....
We've faught the toughest battle,
And it's meaning will not depart.
never a wasted life...you see all the work you put into your creation...feels good when they spread their wings and fly away into new pastures...love...nalini
Hi Lesa, Your so right, We do live our life for our kids. I do anyways. It is hard not to. My sons are my life. Excellent poem, Take care.
Beautiful Lesa I love your feelings like myself you tend to just spill them and this leads to lovely poetry. Séamus
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well said Lesa. I'm here for you too. Always & 4ever, Grace