Turning Two

 

When little angels turn to two,
They often change their halo rings
To Devil’s horns and other things.
They make us wonder what to do.

We pray it’s just a passing phase,
As mischief is their major joy.
Will time improve that naughty boy,
And bring about much better days?

When spanking, parents must avoid,
Our skills are pushed beyond all hope.
We dangle at the end of rope,
When antics make us most annoyed.

When little angels turn to two,
They make us wonder what to do.

Synergy of Poetry and Verse. Author, Poet, Photographer

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