Of Children There Are Three-My Lovely Children
Of children born to me, there are three
One on my heart, one on my lap, one on my knee
Comparison is impossible of them now
They are all so different somehow
One has a musical gift, one an artist
Another mechanical talents started
God blessed us with each child in so many ways
By the joy of each birth on their special day
Our son a handsome babe with a little downy hair
One daughter was a long girl with complexion so fair
Our youngest daughter had touch of red in her hair
Woke each morning early to greet us exhibiting gentle air
They each love God and are His adopted child
Growing each day in His love and mercy mild
I thank God that I got to know them from birth
It is so great to see them develop into souls of worth
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2016
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