I hope that they remember, the nights when they were so very small

The bedtime stories I told them, they were stories of my love after all

Just one more they would request 

Those were the days where my stories were the best 

The days too where we would sing songs together 

Those moments will live in my heart forever 

Or the times where they’d say can you push me again on the swing

It’s as though I were their wings

Homemade gifts like the homemade necklace I proudly wore 

Every gift given, one to be adored

The pictures that I still put on my fridge for all to see

For these are masterpieces, all to me

Now these children of mine are growing up so fast

As I cherish them, wanting it all to last 

Though someday soon enough I know they will be grown

And I will still be loving them, with love to be shone

For just as God will love us, no matter how big we get

Love through the ages, we won’t forget

For time ages, though love remains the same 

Only deepening of it can be its change

Love unconditional that last throughout

For this is what loving our children is about 

No matter the age or how big they get 

Love that continues to grow, that doesn’t ever quit

I hope they remember, as they grow, I loved them then, and I love them still

I always have and I always will

Erin Fitts-Brower 

Always loved 

Friend, just as we love our children from the beginning to the end, God loves us. Though somehow, even more so. Every time we think of our love for our children, may we be reminded of His love for us.

Psalm 127:3 NIV

Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from him.

1 John 4:8 NIV

Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love.