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Mama Loves You More
(written originally for Emerson when he was only a few months old...)

If you ever wonder, if you ever feel unsure,
Remember, my Sweet Miracle, your Mama loves you more.

More than all the softness held in a friendly hand,
More than all the memories of the very oldest man.

More than all the stars that fall down from the sky,
More than all the love songs that always make us cry.

More than all the birthday candle wishes we could make,
More than all the promises we never mean to break.

More than all the shells that wash up on the shore,
(Emerson),my Darling, your Mama loves you more.

More than all the people, every color, shape and size,
More than all the secrets hidden under sleepy eyes.

More than all the sparkles in the finest diamond ring,
More than all the voices when the angels start to sing.

More than all the tear drops from a hundred broken hearts,
More than all the waiting in a thousand stops and starts.

More than all the sands that dance along the ocean floor,
(Avery), my Sweetheart, your Mama loves you more.

More than all the rain that washes cares away,
More than all the flowers waiting for their sunny day.

More than all the treasures we lock away to keep,
More than all the yawns when a dreamer falls asleep.

More than all the shadows cast down from the mountain heights,
More than all the lightening of a million stormy nights.


More than all the mystery and wonder still in store,
(Gabriel), My Precious, your Mama loves you more.

More than all the fairy tales ever to be told,
More than all the wrinkles that remind us when we’re old.

More than all the whitecaps tossing on a restless sea,
More than all the honey in the hopes of honeybees.

More than all the silver found in ancient strands of hair,
More than all the heart behind every childlike prayer.

More than all the hopes that other Mamas hold out for,
(Desi), My Angel, your Mama loves you more.

More than all the fairies riding on each gust of wind,
More than all the kisses blown to reach a distant friend.

More than all imagination lost along the way,
More than all the magic found when little children play.

More than all the jewels crowned upon a royal head,
More than all “I Love You’s” that ever have been said.

More than every time I’ve ever whispered it before,
(Little Bean), My Baby, your Mama loves you more.