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August 21 2011 7 21 /08 /August /2011 09:22

No matter what they do

When they play a mischief

Become stubborn

Make you restless

Remember who they are

Angels without wings.

 

When they scream and cry

Spoil a precious object

Make you angry and confused

Remember they are precious

Because they are angels without wings

 

When their tiny voices laughs loud

It makes you happy

Their tiny voices sing

It heals your body and lifts your spirit.

 

When their innocent eyes looks up to you

It builds up love

When you cuddle them and watch them sleep peacefully

You see an angel.

 

Children are best of friends

Blessings to mankind

Happiness to fathers

Treasured jewel in their mother’s heart

Because they are angels without wings.

 

Train up a child in the way he should go

And when he grows up

He will still be an angel.

 

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