Friday, March 13, 2009

My Child


You are the poem I dreamed of writing,
the masterpiece I longed to paint …

You are the shining star I reached for
in my ever-hopeful quest for life fulfilled …

You are my child …

Now with all things
I am blessed.

- Author Unknown

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

T.- my picture frame (pam made it) says "you are the poem I dreamed of writing, the masterpiece I longed to paint. You are the realization of my every drream, God danced the day you were born"