They grow

Just some thoughts as I prepare myself for them to grow

Do you not know what's it like to hold a newborn in your arms and call her yours. ? Do you know what it's like to see that new face? Everything that happiness has, every possibility is in her. So do you know what that is like? It's a wonder. A mystic wonder. She holds the ability to do the untold. To perform the unwritten. Within her little spirit will grow this massive miracle. Where all possible is made. In this little life comes a huge possibility. That is the gift that my miracles brought me. i heard thier cries. and i cried. I listened to thier needs. We played like little kids who could only play without thought. Now I see them both dreaming big and achieving change. I am proud of them. Still I miss them.