Kelly Reda

My Child I knew from the start I would love you with all my soul and heart As you grew, I just knew You were special..... Something went wrong You changed your mind You decided you didn't want to be born now Words can not describe The emptiness I feel inside I just hope and pray that some day You will decide to come my way And Mommy can love you All over again......	The Middle Child When you look up, you will see the eldest When you look down, you will see the youngest And I will be in the middle You would think I would be seen the most..... But, I feel like the forgotten one I am not the oldest, and get to do things first I am not the youngest, who is cute as can be I am the one stuck in the middle!!!!!! So where does that leave me? I am important too, hear my cry They may be temper tantrums They may be withdrawals But please do not ignore? For I too need to be loved I'm also a child of yours.......	Old Soul I knew from the very start he was born with his great-grandfathers heart As he grow into a little boy More and more I see That little old man again Happy as can be .........
Two Today I turn two Wondering what should I do Now I can walk And learning how to talk I have developed some speed Where mommy can't catch me They say these are the terrible two's But I don't think this is true Because I am so lovable And always will be I'm going to enjoy this year Until I become three.