Thank The Lord For Our Son Poem by Erika Wingo
Thank The Lord For Our Son
I sit and I hold our young son close
When I'm in the midst of utter despair
He's the closest possession that I have
to you
It sometimes makes lighter,
The burden I bear
He is a part of us both
Created through our faith and our trust
A pure symbol of our love,
Everlasting
He reminds me of us
Saturday, December 8, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: despair,faith,son,trust
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