The Heart of My Children

There are four beautiful girls,
With radiant smiles in their attire.
Filling the atmosphere with sunshine,
Lighting up the alleys with a burning fire.

Always eager to awaken laughter,
Simple tasks into elegant chores,
Helping mommy wash the dishes,
Helping mommy sweep the floors.

I have two hundred colored pages,
They present to me with boastful pride,
I wouldn't sell them for a million dollars,
Life is peaceful by their sides.

I hope they still see me as their hero,
No matter how much they grow,
I haven't many accomplishments yet,
But those girls, are mine to show.

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