I love to watch them run and jump,
and oh how they do grow.
I love to look in their eager eyes,
to see how much they know.
I love the way they rap their arms,
around and hold you tight.
I love the times they talk too much,
to say what they think is right.
I love to help them learn the things,
to guide them along the way.
I love the way they skip and jump,
never stopping for a day.
I love to teach them all the things,
they will need for future times.
I love to watch them discover words,
and use them in print and rhymes.
I love the joy of teaching them,
as they grow inquisitive in every way.
I hope to teach them the purest truths,
by simpling loving them every day.
By: Debra E. West