Poetry of the DarkChild
"My Angels"

Young and vibrant
thoughtful as could be
honorable than the average
God has truely blessed me...

A will as strong as an ox
reeking with intelligence
loving the most precious of things
youth becomes a man...

I honor what I have
respect what has come to be
without my little gentleman
there would be no me...

(c) 2004 Lacretia Johnson
"Kelvin"

Brighter than the reddest rose
gentler than the softest touch
the mold was broken the day
I recieved my three year old...

Never thought blessings could be so sweet
never imagined being the one
watching over the little lamb
God sent down from the heavens...

Curiosity beyond belief
love deeper than theocean's mysteries
intellect growing quicker...
keeping me my toes
blessed am I to live a life with my little three turning thirty year old...

(c) 2004 Lacretia Johnson
"Maurece"