My sweet little children
I've just tucked you into bed
After moans for more kisses
And prayers have been said.
Then I dove into photos
Of two God-given kids
Went month by month
Through many things you did.
It's hard to believe
That God would chose me
To raise His angels;
Open my eyes to see
That life is wonderful
So simple and pure
As long as I have you
I will always endure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem