I think I may allow myself, however, to post this poem about them which I wrote many years ago, but which I would write again today:
They are great big lads
My four boys,
Bonny and brawny.
They have to bend
To hug their Mum.
Such pride I feel
In each of them
For his own specialness.
And when they gather
All at once
To celebrate
Some family event,
Then memory flows
And laughter breaks
In great explosions.
All the past
In which I played
My part
Is laid before me -
And my heart bursts
With joy.
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They may argue against the photos, Judith, but they're going to love that poetic tribute!
Four peas in a pod.
I reluctantly withdrew the photos, so these comments may seem puzzling now.
What a privilege to be able to write such a poem, Judith! They are as fortunate to have had you as their Mum as you are to have had them as your sons.
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