Oh give me patience when wee hands,tug at me with their small demands.And give me gentle and smiling eyes.Keep my lips from hasty replies.And let not weariness, confusion, or noise,obscure my vision of life's fleeting joys.So when, in years to come my house is still-No bitter memories it's room may fill.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
take a deep breath
Food for thought for all the mamas, and daddies too:
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