God's Gift
After my miscarriage, and was left to morn,
I asked god why my baby wasn’t born.
God had spoken to me that night,
and told me the timing just wasn’t rite.
But when the time comes, I’ll send you a daughter to love,
as my gift to you from heaven above.
Comments
amen ……
and now you have that beautiful daughter of yours! Lovely poem.
Thank you so much Lisa.
– Jenifer
Aww Jen , that is so moving. ((Hugs)). Wouldn’t swap our littlegirl for all the tea in China. She is sooo special.
Sniff, sob it made me cry
Been there, bless you heaps. :)
Yes, you were blessed.
sorry jennifer..
Thank you LAmBChop, I wrote this poem 10 years ago, and now I have 2 daughters and a son. God was rite.
– Jenifer
And he will!!! “Believe” she’s an angel waiting to come to your home
Bless you my sister in christ. Elenne
It is all about timing in the end.
hugs…