| A Precious Gift |
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God sent the sweetest cherub. He put you in my arms. I looked into your eyes. You gave away your charms. You are such a little treasure. I can only sit and grin. For, there, in your sweet soul, I see myself, within. For months I had been wondering What genes I would produce; As you grew inside of me What, of me, break loose. Would you get my cheeky humour Or my funny little toe, Sweet delight in the many wonders Or the way I walk, just so? But, you were just unique, With a little bit of either gender. You turned out to be yourself, As the recipe went in the blender. I loved you before you came; Long before, I know for sure. For, you are of God, a blessing to us, And that is love's eternal core. His grace has grown you strong. You are resplendent in His hue, Glowing with His eternal love; His life alive in you. With beauty, you, now, journey on; Walking, with joy, in the light of the Son. I trust, for you, a safe pathway Because, my treasure, you know to pray. With this in mind we constantly pray for you, that our God will make you the kind of children, He wants to have and by His power may fulfill every desire for goodness and every act inspired by faith. Thessalonians 1:11 |
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