My children have grown to become
a well rounded Lass and Chum
Never getting in such a mess
that would put me in distress
Well....maybe a few small bumps
but we all need to take our lumps
Their good always out-ways the bad
There's more happy times then sad
Many adults compliment them so
and that is how I know
If I were a rooster
They would be my booster
I'd stick my chest up high
and wear it with great pride
For a gift a child is heaven sent
It's God's holy gift they represent
Thank you my rooster boosters
Michael and Malory
JoJo Bean
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rooster-boosters/
