“The glass vase of my life holds blossoms and beauty"

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“The glass vase of my life holds blossoms and beauty"

Poem to Jake and Braidy Lynn from Mom

On my table in the middle, the glass vase is kept upright and fresh.

The sprouts and stems will require needed care. The blossoms of my

children can remain with fresh beauty.

The aroma scent of loving them is glorious and so rare.

In view of them becomes color and purity of delight. I have always

cherished their smiles. Intimately I've embraced them fully inside.

The prior days I patiently kept their love in view. All bouquets placed

and kept freshened in the glass vase on my table will be maintained as a

blessed life and it will be seen in reflection.

The beauty to their births is longing to remain purified.

Honestly the beauty is seen and remarkably pure.

I took hold of all picked blossoms. Random colors, random shapes,

random blooms.

The accurate choice proven has been the price of everlasting scents

Their bouquet of My Love, growing with wondrous delight.

As any and all stems may weaken with time.

The vase in the middle of my table anticipates jubilant colors. Keeping the scent strong of their Love and Joy. The glass vase of my life embraces all their blossoming beauties. No one will interfere with the sight of them or toss away or keep them out of my mind.

The candle stems of them both remain heightened bright glows in full

view. There has been a daily flare and each bouquet smelled of full

warmth and hope. As my life glows the astonishment of Loving

them I cannot permit the odor of poison near this vase. The glass vase

of my life will only hold their blossoms and growing beauty.

After all a mother is content while she preserves and protects the deep

blossoms that had growth and vines from within her.

I love You Jake, I love You Braidy Lynn

So Very Much 12/24/2004

By: Carrie Adams

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