Precious To Me

Precious to me
my three little children
who grace our big back bedroom
with quiet joy and deepest love.
Something so sweet
in the innocence there.
~ ~ ~

Their room reflects my love for them
with Christmas lights year round,
toy parrots hanging from I.V. poles,
and feeding tubes tied up with ribbons.
Music boxes, cheerful posters read
“Real love begins where
nothing is expected in return”, and
“All my tomorrows depend upon your love”!
~ ~ ~
Misty Angelita, five and a half
ringing peals of giggles in delight
when I rock her long, limp body
back and forth in her hospital crib!
A priceless gift, her sole response to me!
Lovely back braided hair, framing
dark flashing eyes that do not see.
What her beautiful smile does to me!
~ ~ ~
Joshua Timothy, two and a half
bubbling with personality -
so deeply happy on his good days.
Masses of chestnut curls, gorgeous
long-lashed brown eyes, enchanting wide-mouth smiles!
~ ~ ~
So aware of me - even without the use
of his body or mouth, he talks to me.
I understand every yearning sound;
whimper, chuckle, gurgle and guffaw!
He does such a good job communicating
without language!
~ ~ ~
Zachary Samuel, one and a half
showing all four teeth
widely in broad smiles
at every touch to his face.
Silky black hair; delicate, expressive mouth;
amazing, how content he is,
all day and all night!
Sight, hearing and intelligence
aren’t required to feel happiness!
What joy he gives us, just by
being here to cuddle!
~ ~ ~
Precious to me
My three
whom I wheel for the night,
back to their cheerful back bedroom.

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