More and More
I look forward to walking in the door.
As I wrap my arms around,
I listen for that tell tale sound.
Of you relaxing and softly sighing.
Hearing children laughing, playing, crying.
More and More
I listen for six small feet on my floor.
Running from place to place,A smile on every face.
More and More
I can’t wait for what’s in store.
The good times and the bad.
Joy, Pain, happy or sad.
I know it will all work out, by and by,
Because we’ll see it through you and I.
So More and More,
It’s always new.
More and More, I love you.
2 comments:
OMG that's adorable!
That is beautiful Kelly! :*) He's quite the poet!
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