What are redheads made of?

What are redheads made of you ask?

It's hard to describe, even harder to grasp.

What makes them different?

What makes them unique.

It's the faces they make and the way that they think.

In my experience, they're hard to explain

they are so energetic

and much harder to tame.

Redheaded girls suffer from PMS...

Redheaded mommy's always know best.....when they're awake they are hard to keep,

but when they are sick they fall fast to sleep.

They're easy to love, but hard to come by.
They will laugh when you laugh and cry when you cry.

Together forever and never apart...

...They'll tug at your shirt and they'll tug at your heart.

Maybe it's just me or the moo-moo's they wear?

...who thinks they're so gorgeous...

...it could be that hair!...

It could be the boy,

or the tantrums he throws

...the smiles he gives...

... how he crinkles his nose...

What makes them cute?

You still do not know?

The faces they make...

...and how they cross their toes...!

Redheads are made of the sweetest of things

The color of hair, the beautiful genes.

Aggressive sometimes and loud with no care

They love when they're noticed...

they'll take a good stare.

Please do not whisper and make no mistake

They're called for a purpose.

They're called to be great!

You see it is not the hair on their head

that makes them different

when they lie down for bed.

It is their maker who has suited them best.

To be like none other by His own request.

So when you see us out and about

Not one, not two but three..have no doubt

We may look much different than others you see...

These are my children

They're perfect to me.

Girls are made up of sugar and spice

ribbons and pink and everything nice.

Redheaded girls like to sing, yell and dance

get kinda angry, show off and prance.

Little boys play with tractors and trains

they like to get dirty and eat froggy brains.

Redheaded boys drive their mommy's insane

They fall on purpose yet feel little pain.

Next time you wonder what we're made of inside

Take a good look and smile with pride

The Father tells us we're all set apart.

You can blame the redheads

THEY stole His heart!