Those kids
They might not be mine
 But I love them
100% of the time
 I smile
Whenever I see
 Those little arms
Reaching up for me
 I Band-Aid 
Each cut and bruise
 I clean up
What they use
 I share 
Kisses and hugs
 I wish protection
Against "bed buds"
 I clean
Fingers and faces
 I take their sides
In most cases
 I spoil
Them with love
 I believe they
Are sent from above
 My little angels
Precious little things
 Their tears make
My own eyes sting
 I love them 
I always will and have
 I hate to see
Those little faces sad
 I can kiss
Away their "boo-boos"
 It's all just love
For my nieces and nephews!!
                         6-14-07