My Kids Poem by Mandy Baldwin

My Kids



Thanks for all the lessons learned from you,
For eyes that said I knew it all, and trusted.
For times when there was magic in a Christmas tree
And love that didn’t judge, and lasted.

Thanks for small gifts wrapped in borrowed paper
And letters written with a careful hand and leaky pen.
For rainy days of videos and made-up games
And sheets and chairs, that made a den.

For woodland days of rucksacks and wandering
And conkers on a string, and kittens in a box.
For pride that made a gift of fear and drudgery
For birthday cakes, and dirty socks.

I think I taught that you were loved and wanted.
I tried to make each milestone a special thing.
Well, maybe you learned a word or two, from knowing me.
But you - you taught me everything.

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