My Children Poem by Coreatha mccoy

My children
Children I have four
Where do I start
My Oldest Is the boldest
Heart of gold but hard to get
hard to hold it
He's a protector and a fighter
Boxing is his thing he likes to be in the ring
And boy can he sing!
A lady charmer a heart warmer
Oh
my oldest
My second to oldest
He has a huge heart
And oh how he's so smart
Football is his game
One day it'll be his fame
He Has a special touch
A gift I love so much
Oh my second to oldest
My third
My Lil bird
Raven is her name
She always likes to be heard
So smart she has a beautiful heart
Piano she likes to play
But saxophone his her thing
Last but not least
The youngest from all the oldest
He is one of a kind
And he's mine
Mamma boy they like to say
He brings me so much joy
To smart for himself
Also has a heart that melts
Oh my youngest to my oldest
I can go on and on
On how you stole my heart
For my children
Those four
I love you
Christopher, Brannon, Raven and Braylen