We don't miss silence.
There is a more beautiful thing.
Soft are the blankets that covered your tiny bodies.
Innate is the love we felt the moment you each were born.
Long it has been since either of you fit those blankets.
Enormous and energetic is all you are now. All 3 and 1/2 feet.
Now the only quiet we know is when you focus or sleep.
Countless are the blessings we sound off to ourselves in those moments.
Even if silence is a stranger now, we'd have this no other way.
About the Creator
Henri Korolis
I have not lived long, yet I choose paths that age and dishearten me. I will remain optimistic and refuse to not have expectations of the world to be a beautiful place. It is our place as cognitive animals to find that beauty and share it.
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Learning about acrostic poetry. What a beautiful tribute to children and how parents think about their little ones. Beautifully written. Well deserved of placement.
Beautiful!! Congrats!
Wooohooooo congratulations on your win! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
This is so tender and sweet! Cindy said it, this is such a beautiful tribute. Congratulations on the runner-up!!
Beautiful!!! Congratulations on the runner up win!!!❤️❤️💕
What a beautiful and loving tribute to children. Congratulations on being a runner up in the challenge with this amazing acrostic poem.
Lovely acrostic!
This is so beautiful, a tribute to your little ones!