Little Ones

I wrote this almost three years ago, not too long after Cruella and I split up. The kids seemed to be more relaxed and actually happy that she was gone which, to a certain extent, concerned me. Sometimes it feels like a lifetime ago and other times it feels like yesterday. We've come a long way since then, but I still worry about them and I guess I always will.

Little Ones

Lord, I thank you for my children…

These little ones I keep…

They make me laugh…

They make me cry…

They wake me when I sleep.

They are such a precious gift from you…

My words cannot explain…

How I can feel…

Their anger…

Their pleasure…

And their pain.

I need your help to mold them…

Teach them…

Help them grow.

Please don’t let me fail them…

They need me…

As you know.

I hope you don't mind me getting a little "mushy" every once in a while. We'll get back to the horror stories real soon I promise!


Signed, Regular Guy