Every blessing comes from a special heart from up above.
No matter how small they are, a big effect they can have on so many.
In just a little while a very small gift will be brought into this world.
A gift from a father who is watching over his son.
A baby will enter the world and be raised with the best of love.
A father wanting his son to know he is still here for him.
Even though he is no longer living.
When we hear a cry from this little blessing
We are going to know...
That his father is back in the arms of the son he left behind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem