My little Jewel, my Emerald child, when you were born you were as tender as you were mild. When I held you in my arms singing my songs; I envisioned my words Blessing you, beautiful and strong.
I watched you grow with love; when you were given to me from Heaven above. You are my Precious Jewel, my Gift from Love; in turn I gave one more deserving of my peaceful dove.
My Emerald child, with eyes green as jewels; for you I have cried tears in pools. I loved you then as I love you now; I hope we shall meet again; though I do not know when nor how.
Jewel, my Red-haired Beauty; I pray those Emerald green eyes hold a Spirit that is kind and free. This is my Blessing to you, my Emerald Child with red hair; You are Blessed in Love, Wisdom and care.
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Mindy Sleeper
I have been an creative writer since I was a teenager; majority short stories(fiction and non fiction), poetry, journal writing. I also like writing educational essays and case management assessments in Criminal Justice.
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