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Little Flowers Grow Up ( a poem of inspiration)

Updated on January 8, 2015
Our children, as rose buds we adore...
Our children, as rose buds we adore...
Flowering garden...
Flowering garden...
colors rich and beautiful...
colors rich and beautiful...
We plant the seeds, in abundance our love and caring shared...
We plant the seeds, in abundance our love and caring shared...
flower children...
flower children...
Flowers grow best in warm sunshine...
Flowers grow best in warm sunshine...



As little Daisies and tiny Daffodils,

Our small ones turn and grow,

Plump babes, to laughing youngsters,

All, to run about, to and fro.


Each is nurtured, raised, of our best,

As we watch them change,

Their every beautiful caricature,

Is nothing, we'd ever rearrange.


As under sun and moon to grow,

Each child does win our heart,

Will always hold, so locked within,

And shall forever to be a part.


While our love and caring is shared,

Bright eyes light up with glee,

Each to remain, for this is plain,

And is as was meant to be.


A flower of beauty, then shared by all,

Our reincarnation, as one,

A passing forward, this wealth of ours,

As treasures, have become.


Our flowering children we all adore,

Those seeds planted before their birth.

Such an array, fine colors to behold,

Of a richness, for this world, such worth.










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We must nourish them with love and caring..
We must nourish them with love and caring..

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      whonunuwho 2 years ago from United States

      Thank you Blossom my friend and blessings on this chilly evening. whonu

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 2 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      Lovely! it reminds me of a song we sang as children: 'In our dear Lord's garden planted here below, Many tiny florets in sweet beauty grow.'

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      Shauna L Bowling 2 years ago from Central Florida

      Our children are our treasures to be nurtured. Tend to their needs until they're strong enough to thrive on their own. Even then, they will always be our budding flowers.

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      whonunuwho 2 years ago from United States

      Thanks Bill. We can never really tell them how much they mean to us. whonu

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      Bill Holland 2 years ago from Olympia, WA

      A beautiful way for me to end my day....thank you my friend.