Posted by ~Shirley~ on August 4, 2015, 10:05 am
MY BABY BIRDS
Sometimes I thought you hung the moon
Other times I though--you rode in on a broom!!
But you found your wings
Like all the rest
Took on the world
And flew my nest.
So when Mother's Day rolls around
Regardless of if we are near of far apart
My Baby Birds will always
Remain close within my heart.
Surely stars danced in Heaven on the days
you were born!
Shirley K. Spradling
May, 2004
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