Personalized Poems by Bright Creations Poetry

You are a chosen child
You are ours, but not by birth
But just the same, we feel
You are the greatest child on earth

You are a chosen child
Sent down from God above
Chosen to fill our home
With laughter and with love

You are a chosen child
You have given us so much pleasure
Chosen above the rest
A precious, priceless treasure

We are your parents, and we love you so much.
Because we care so deeply for you,
we will risk your love for us
in order to do the right thing for you.

Please understand, we are not
trying to limit your freedom
with the rules we ask you
to follow.

We are giving you guidelines for
the important decisions
every person must make...
from choosing the right friends,
to a reasonable hour to come home.

You may think we are too strict or demanding,
but we want you to develop the inner strength
and character that will carry you through,
and enable you to live a meaningful and fulling life.

We will certainly make mistakes as parents,
just as we did when we were teenagers.

We pray that we... and you... can learn
from our mistakes and grow through them.

We hope that we will not forget what it is like
to be a teen, and hope that you will
forgive us when we do.

Someday you will understand what a special joy
it is for us to watch you grow,
change and become the person
we know you will be.

I am your mother, and I love you so much.
Because I care so deeply for you,
I will risk your love for us
in order to do the right thing for you.

Please understand, I am not
trying to limit your freedom
with the rules I ask you
to follow.

I am giving you guidelines for
the important decisions
every person must make...
from choosing the right friends,
to a reasonable hour to come home.

You may think I am too strict or demanding,
but I want you to develop the inner strength
and character that will carry you through,
and enable you to live a meaningful and fulling life.

I will certainly make mistakes as a mother,
just as I did when I was a teenager.

I pray that me... and you... can learn
from our mistakes and grow through them.

I hope that I will not forget what it is like
to be a teen, and hope that you will
forgive me when I do.

Someday you will understand what a special joy
it is for me to watch you grow,
change and become the person
I know you will be.

I am your dad, and I love you so much.
Because I care so deeply for you,
I will risk your love for us
in order to do the right thing for you.

Please understand, I am not
trying to limit your freedom
with the rules I ask you
to follow.

I am giving you guidelines for
the important decisions
every person must make...
from choosing the right friends,
to a reasonable hour to come home.

You may think I am too strict or demanding,
but I want you to develop the inner strength
and character that will carry you through,
and enable you to live a meaningful and fulling life.

A Wondrous Miracle

(Name)

You Are A Laughing Breeze
That Blows Tenderly In My Heart
One Whose Inner Strength
Gives An Abundance Of Heart Felt Joy
A Loving Person
That Is Known For Tenderness
And Eternal Devotion
A Wondrous Miracle
Who Has Brought Love And Laughter
Into My Life

He took some jam,
and some apple pies,
He mixed in freckles,
put twinkles in the eyes.

He mussed up the hair
and scuffed the knees,
Created a desire
for climbing trees.

Spirit, fun, courage, heart…
The need to explore,
He added these items…
and so much more.

When He was done,
He rested with joy.
For there before Him
was the wonder of a Boy.

It is not only in Heaven
That angels play
I guess you are wondering
What I am trying to say
It is just that I love you
In so many ways
And I will be there for you
Untill my dying days
For you have brought
Such happiness and joy
All because you are such
A special little boy

You are the poem
I dreamed of writing;
The masterpiece
I longed to paint.

You are a shining star.
You are my child;
Now with all things
I am blessed.

Not the oldest, not the youngest
But somewhere in between
A middle child can sometimes be lost
Amid lifes daily routine
You never got to be the first
At any new stage
Nor the last to treasure
A final special age
"Time for bed, you little ones"
Always included you
But "older children, clean the dishes"
Meant middle children too!
I want to say I am proud of you,
You have made my life a treat
For without the middle child,
A family would not be complete
You are the precious balance
Between growing up and youth
You teach us about compromise
And seeking the truth
At times it is hard to let you go,
To cut the apron strings
For the future is uncertain,
But whatever tomorrow brings
You will face each new challenge
But, I want you to know
Your place in my heart
Is steady and true
And will never cease to grow

I / We Love You,
Mom / Dad or Both

My Youngest Child

(Their Name)

I thought I had things figured out
By the time you came along
But being a parent one more time
Proved to me that I was wrong
I thought I had seen it all
There was nothing more to know
How could I imagine the joy I would find
Watching another life grow?
Not my first child, I naively thought
There would be nothing new
But you made each stage exciting again
And all uniquely "you"
"The older kids have more fun!"
You would cry, so anxious to be grown
But soon you would be playing again
In a make-believe world of your own
Each milestone you awaited
With anticipation very great
Oh, to drive a car, stay out past ten
And finally graduate!
But the days you thought just dawdled
Have been quick to disappear
And regardless of your age,
There is one more thing to make clear
Though you will always be my baby
Who brought me joy, laughter and fun
You are an even greater treasure now,
And I am proud of all you have become

I / We Love You,
Mom / Dad or Both

It takes a certain wisdom
to help a child to grow
There are times we want
to intervene and let
adult “know how” show
For a child the worlds
a delightful test.
At times they struggle,
at times make a mess.
If we love them, guide them
and let them be,
We nurture individuality.
Life is like an empty canvas,
so vast and so grand.
We must supply
our children the paintbrush,
but we should not move their hand.

My Only Child

(Their Name)

On the day you were born,
my life was changed completely.
How could one tiny child transform my world
oh, so sweetly?
You brought back my childhood,
brought out the child in me
and gave me fresh perspective
on lifes priorities.
The world became brand new again
as I saw it through your eye
and I learned to value each new day
as a gift full of surprise.
I know the life of an only child
is not always filled with ease.
You have had no one to borrow from,
share secrets with, or tease;
and yet, no matter what life brings,
you take it all in stride.
The strength of character you show
fills my heart with pride.
I never knew just how much love
a child would stir in me,
but in his grace the father saw
and recognized my need.
For I was given just a taste
of perfect love, it is true,
when God in all his mercy,
chose to bless my life with you.

(I) / (We) Love You,
Mom / Dad or (Both)

There were two special women,
They never knew each other.
One you don not remember,
The other you call mother.

Two very different lives
Together made yours one,
The first one like a shooting star,
The other like the sun.

One gave to you the gift of life,
One showed you how to live it.
The first one gave a need for love,
The second was there to give it.

One gave you roots of heritage,
The other your good name.
One gave you seeds of talent,
The other gave you aim.

One gave to you emotions;
The other calmed your fears.
One saw your first endearing smile,
The other dried your tears.

The first one had to give you up,
It was all that she could do.
The other prayed for her own child
And then found you.

I hope you see my precious child,
That you are the product of,
Not just one but two hearts,
With different kinds of love.

A Special Parent I'd Like To Be
For You My Child, That Follows Me
As You Look On With Loving Eyes
You Trust That I'll Be Strong And Wise
All To Soon You'll Be Full Grown
My Precious Son That I Call My Own
But 'Till That Time You're Mine To Hold
As I Watch Each Stage Unfold
I'll Do My Best In The Years To Be
For You My Child, That Follows Me

I was so busy through the day,
I did not take the time to play.
when you brought your games to me,
I told you “Not now,” and quietly,
I cleaned the house, I would iron and cook
but when you would bring your story book,
And ask me to sit and read to you,
I would say, “I have to much to do.”
I would tuck you in your bed at night,
you would say your prayers, I would dim the light
Too quickly I would pass through the door,
I should have stayed a minute more.
Lifes much too short, each year flies past,
my little boy grew up so fast.
No longer playing by my side,
for me to nurture and to guide.
The books and toys are packed away,
no longer are there games to play.
No precious bedtime prayers to hear,
that all belongs to yester-year
My days once busy now are calm,
the hours empty and too long.
I wish I could go back and do,
all the things you asked me to do.

Life is fleeting, years rush past…
and little boys grow up so fast.
Let me take time out to be
thankful mine is still here with me.
And though I am busy through the day,
let me take the time to play…
Let me take the time out to smile,
to sit with him just for a while…
Let me take time out for walks,
for swings and sports and quiet talks.
For sharing giggles, tickles and hugs,
for patching knees and catching bugs.
For running races, climbing trees,
for helping with his A, B, Cs…
For hatching plots and planning schemes,
for listening to his thoughts and dreams.
Let me tuck him in at night,
hear his prayers, turn off the light.
And when my busy day is done,
let me thank God I have a son.

You got it from your father
A gift he was so proud to give
So it is yours to use and cherish
For as long as you may live
If you lose a gift he bought you
It can always be replaced
But a blemish on your name, son
Can never be erased
It was clean the day you took it
A worthy name to bear
When he got it from his father
There was no dishonor there
So make sure you guard it wisely
After all is said and done
You will be proud your name is spotless
When you give it to your son

While you were just a small boy
I held your little hand
I answered all those many questions
Of sky and sea and land
I kissed away your hurts
As only a mother can
I gladly accepted each cherished hug
With small arms holding tight
For I knew the time drew nearer
With every passing night
You are no longer my little boy
Instead you are a grown man
But I will always hold you in my heart
Though I can no longer hold your hand

I Love You,
Mom

Our son is a wonderful blessing
a treasure from above
He is laughter, warmth and special charm
he is thoughtfulness and love

Our son brings a special joy
that comes from deep inside
And as he grows to manhood
he fills your heart with pride

With every year that passes
he is more special than before
Through every stage, through age
you love him even more

No words can describe the warm memories
the pride and gratitude, too
that comes from having a son
to love and to cherish ... just like you

I / We Love You,
Mom / Dad (Both)

I think a lot about the past when
you were little and you would run and play.
I think about balls and bats and
tiny automobiles that somehow
never got put away.
I think about knees I kissed and shoes
I tied and the bicycle you finally
learned to ride.
But mostly I think about a little face
that smiled up at me at the end of the
day and little arms held up so high
to wrap around me and say goodnight.
I miss those days very much but they
are alive in memory, and
I am so proud today of the man
you have come to be.

As my children were born,
I wanted them to be perfect.
When they were babies, I wanted them to smile
and to be content playing with their toys.
I wanted them to be happy and to laugh continually
instead of crying and being demanding.
I wanted them to see the beautiful side of life.
As they grew older, I wanted them
to be giving instead of selfish.
I wanted them to skip the terrible twos.
I wanted them to stay innocent forever.
As they became teenagers, I wanted them to be
obedient and not rebellious,
mannerly and not mouthy.
I wanted them to be gentle,
kindhearted, and full of love.
Oh, God, give me a child like this,
was often my prayer.
One day he did.
Some call him handicapped...
I call him perfect!

THEIR NAME

If Someone Forces You To Go One Mile
Go With Him Two Miles;

For God So Loved The World That He
Gave His Only Begotten Son, That
Whosoever Believes In Him Should Not
Perish But Have Everlasting Life
John 3:16

Christmas Was When God Gave Us
The Ultimate Gift
The Gift Of Love And Salvation
Our Whole Lives Through
Although We Don't Have A Lot Of Money
To Give Expensive Gifts To You
We Can Share Our Love For Jesus
And Our Prayers That You Find The
Strength And Courage
To Overcome The Trials And Troubles
That Life May Bring To You

Some things will always be in style
Good solid things like honesty,
and trust and caring about people.
It is qualities like these that keep us
aware of who we are
And what we can give to life.
It is qualities like these, Son,
that you have taught me to value,
through your influence, your example
and you love.
It has made me love you very much,
And has made me very proud
to have you for my son.

Cars and trucks here and there,
playing cowboys without a care.

Gold and silver I have none,
but worth millions is my son.

My two sons are a wonderful blessing,
treasures from above.
They bring me laughter, warmth,
and special charm.
My sons bring me special joy
that comes from deep inside.
And as they grow to manhood
they fill my heart with pride.
With every year that passes
they are more special than before.
Through every year that passes
they are more special than before.
Through every stage, through every age,
I love them even more.
No words can describe the warm memories,
the pride and gratitude, too
that comes from having two sons
to love and to cherish...
just like the both of you.

A special little boy God gave to us one day
You were placed into our arms
for us to lead your way
The love we had for you right from the start
Has grown so much and now
it completely fills our hearts
Our lives have had some laughter
We have had our share of tears
But God has given each their place
with the passing of the years
You stand before us now
and it is hard to understand
How God has turned our little boy
into a fine young man
We have failed in many ways
to be the parents we should be
But we can say we love you
as the passing moments flee
But this one thing remember
as you open each new door
That as much as we do love you,
God still loves you more.

Angels above him,
guardians of his soul,
protect, guide, and assist him,
so that he may grow.

Archangel Michael on his right,
Gabriel on his left,
Rafael in front of him,
Auriel at his back,

Mother Earth beneath his feet,
Christs Light from above,
enfold him in your wings of light,
fill him with your love.

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Bright Creations
112 N Jackson St, Athens, TN 37303
TeresaBright@aol.com

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Bright Creations112 N Jackson St, Athens, TN 37303 TeresaBright@aol.com

Web Site and Original Verses © Bright Creations

Bright Creations
112 N Jackson St, Athens, TN 37303
TeresaBright@aol.com