Kimberly (Strothman) Anderson

(May,26th,1969 / Concord California)


Wonderous isn't it the christ child come to life
Filling the stable with wonderful aroma I'm sure

As a mom there is nothing as precious as giving birth
wonderful aroma indeed

sparkling eyes looking at you with a glimmer
This is my mommy.

No tears to fall just a glance eye to eye I'm sure
Lord thank you for the gift of my child. Amen

Submitted: Monday, December 05, 2005
Edited: Thursday, December 08, 2005

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  • Kimberly Strothman Anderson (12/19/2005 5:03:00 AM)

    The poem is a true love story of my daughter and I meeting for the first time. I am wondering out loud if it might have been the same for Joseph and Mary. (Report) Reply

  • Jerry Hughes (12/8/2005 3:31:00 AM)

    Oh, Kim, you have a beautiful sense of naviety in this poem. Being a cynic on the necessity for orgnised religion I'd best shut my mouth. But enjoy this feeling for as long as you can. (Report) Reply

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