To My Unborn Seed (Chpt I) Poem by John G. Nelson

To my unborn seed, greetings & welcome;
Beautiful child fill grace, here is thy home
The Sun glitters, roses cheerful over hills
Love flourishes from the streams to fill.

To my unborn, I inscribe a beautiful ditty
& sparkling heart with wisdom & beauty.
boons of Jehovah bid amazing treasure,
wisdom from above paints life of pleasure.

The path of upright, the choice thou make,
The path of shrewdness, insight, always take.
Make a quest, boons the heaven down cast
All augured well to thee, peace forever last.

Pretty child of grace, sigh not in thy heart,
But make love, peace, grace & cheer apart.
Marvel well, blithe & bonny, life with tang,
And heaven speaks of love, grace not pang.