The Love of Four

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    The Love of Four

    The first of four was already three
    when we first met.
    He stole my heart at first glance.
    Blonde hair, blue eyes.
    Just the cutest little child.
    Then came my first born a suprise to me
    and all that knew me.
    Two months early and just the littlest thing
    I had ever seen.
    Beautiful and strong willed.
    So strong he fought and one
    the battle for life.
    Than came the third stubborn and past due.
    Than had to be taken from my body
    because of trouble.
    My little bundle of joy with a
    personality that everyone loves.
    Now the one I carry that I love more and
    more every day as he/she grows inside of me.
    Our mystery child, our suprise our last to complete:
    THE LOVE OF FOUR.

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    Allegra commented on The Love of Four

    11-20-2008

    Aww, very cute and heartfelt. Best of luck!

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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