Beautiful, my rays of sunlight,

the first time I held you,

So tiny,


like you would break.

Strong, your grip in mine. Older, your first

steps. Quick to learn, ready to grow –

I didn’t think I could

love you more.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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