tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10457000.post112673921733294275..comments2023-06-28T10:43:07.626+01:00Comments on What doesn't kill you...: A poem.WDKYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15353336844486270059noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10457000.post-1126808460086808912005-09-15T19:21:00.000+01:002005-09-15T19:21:00.000+01:00You both get it, I can see. It seems selfish to dr...You both get it, I can see. It seems selfish to draw such strength from them, but if they only understood they'd be so proud of themselves!!WDKYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15353336844486270059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10457000.post-1126807026488126042005-09-15T18:57:00.000+01:002005-09-15T18:57:00.000+01:00so many times my children have kept me from going ...so many times my children have kept me from going under. And it doesn't change when they get older. That innocent sweetness you describe may be gone but the deep love you've created is always there, like a safety netAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10457000.post-1126797119370817222005-09-15T16:11:00.000+01:002005-09-15T16:11:00.000+01:00I can relate. A child can make you see all that's...I can relate. A child can make you see all that's right in the world, even when you've grown up believing nothing will ever be right again. Those little creatures truly are miracles.Networkchichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09158414702993122385noreply@blogger.com