Thursday, April 22, 2010

A Guatemalan Princess Turns Three

It started out with a little plea
Please, God, please, oh let it be
Please fill my arms with love so dear
To love and nurture year after year
I'm not worthy to love one of your own
But if you allow, your grace will hone
My abilities to give of me
To guide and love and grow to see
The Lord above called her his
No DNA nor flesh could hiss
at the love of a Father from above
or at a Mother who waited in love
To hold her forever was what I asked
And God above said yes, at last.

Now you are three, how could it be
You here with me though and that's how it was meant to be
No doubt at all, sweet girl, you were meant to be mine.
It was all laid out by the Father's design


1 comment:

Kelli said...

Wow... how can she be 3 already!! What a blessing :)