Babies of two held so dear breathing warm and close and near
Crying for needs that must be met
Exhausted blessings these gifts of mine
Miracles of God, I know it’s true!
Once two seeds in a pod, now hands of four reach for me
To touch my lips, mimic sounds, smile or even laugh out loud
Gazing in awe I am so proud.
Smallest fists to cherish with kisses on top one-by-one-by-one
Tufts of hair growing so fast, standing up straight sometimes formed into a single curl….
Lashes sweep long above four eyes of blue following every step I take
Blinking wide to sparkle and shine with looks that steal my heart and soul.
Teeny fingers gripping plastic rattles locked with colored sprinkles or
Holding baby lambs in woolly white touching gently with soft delight
Angel faces watching my every move
To the left or to the right
In shadows of darkness or the day of light
God give me strength, please hold my hand to walk with me
Help me be the very best….
With love to share and more to spare
Mama of miracles
My babies of two