A blessing
A healthy child
You want them
To have the best
Never needing want
You watch them
Year after year
As they grow
Learning the alphabet
tying their own shoes
Drying their tears
Calming their fears
For mother and father
They are special
But, soon they discover
To others
They are just
'Peas in a Pod'
Peas in a pod, but gifts from God. No matter where they went, you know they're Heaven-sent.
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Very special peas in pod! Every child is unique and one of a kind. Each has a special way about themselves and they can never be duplicated. Like their own DNA! Hug your kids often.