Robert: is my first born, a pleasanter child naught
Don't know from where the devil came,
it had to be self taught .
Ronald: is my second , a fussy boy was he ,
He lives a wild and reckless life,
and it didn't come from me .
Lee Anna: is the sweetheart, soft and warm is she,
But even here the demons swirl,
and beg to be set free.
Troy: is the tender one, he's sensitive to moods
Playfulness and teasing are the devil's foods.
Darla: is my baby, a complicated child,
A person of perfection,
And a garden gone wild.
But now i smile and giggle at the symphony of life,
When listening to my children say
The little devil's causing strife. "again"
By P. Allin
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