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THE VOICE THEY KNOW

THE VOICE THEY KNOW

Dozens of Children in a play yard, you know your child's voice above them all...

You know their cry...

You know them from behind...

Though you could spot them in a crowd you don't want them to become lost and may not be found...

A child knows their parents voice just the same...

With the greatest of everything you have you want best for your child...

They may not listen right away...

They may never...

Sometimes, they say please let go...

You need to let them go no matter how bad it hurts...

They have freewill to be themselves and only hear something else...

That's when you know they're grown...

Maybe, they're just looking for who they are...

They will never forget the voice they know...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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Jack Ellison

"They will never forget the voice they know" so true and such a sweet description of parenthood! Have a sweet day, sweetie! Love, Happy Jack XOX

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sparrowsong

Hello Happy Jack...

Thank you very much for your kind comment and support!

Hugs and Lovesies...

sparrowsong

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sparrowsong

Hello Greg...

Glad you enjoyed!

Thank you very for your kind comment and support!

Hugs...

Feathers

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Angel

Excellent poetry angel

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