The Precious Ones
Poem: The Precious Ones
The Precious Ones are born
full of life, they take their breath
Prayers for their journey
Protect from birth to death,
Touched by God and Angels
Adorned with many blessings,
True with Love and innocence
Observing their surroundings,
Their Hearts are so Pure
Filled with hope and wonder
Amazed by the light
Their curious eyes wander,
No worries or fear
Secure in mothers arms,
Daddy's their to guide them
And keep them safe from harm,
As time passes by
They begin to grow
Their knowledge will be vast
And their beauty will show,
All the good inside
Is from their virgin eyes,
Their innocence remains
As the years go by,
But only time will tell
Who they will be,
All they need is love
And to be set free,
Remember they are precious
Born with truth and innocence,
Love and Time is all they need
For the perfect balance,
Who they become
Will define who you are,
As a mother or the father
You will be their star,
So help them to shine
Be their guiding light,
Don't give up on them
They need you to fight,
Fight for their survival
Fight for their right to live,
Fight for their freedom
And all there is to give,
Life is so precious
And time is of the essence,
Don't take anything for granted
And protect their innocence,
Be their Angel and a Hero
Be the Force for Good,
Give them peace and knowledge
And make it understood,
Teach them to love
Have mercy and forgive,
Patience is a virtue
It's the proper way to live,
Because when it's time to go
There is no turning back,
Don't wait another day
It's now that you must act,
Be the teacher and take the lead
Don't let time go by,
The Precious Ones are here
Live now before you die.
By: Michelle Bautista Lindsey
July 26, 2014
About this poem
I was inspired to write this when my sisters baby was born so it inspired me
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Written on July 26, 2014
Submitted by MissMish on April 14, 2024
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | X XABAXCDCXEFEXXGXHIXIXXXHXBJBKDXDLMEMXFGFXNLOKDXDIPXPJOXNIXXXXHXH BH |
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Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,705 |
Words | 358 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 64, 2 |
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