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
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.
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.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes our children are without doubt a true gift - nice poem Kimberly x