Parenting
God chose me (his son)
to have a son,
and he grew up strong.
He runs the odd marathon.
I said to him
(when he wasn't listening),
"you are the beloved of my heart,
my only begotten son
with whom I am well pleased."
Now I have two grandkids -
girls
(always wanted a girl child),
it seems God does too.
Sorry Jesus,
our Dad will understand,
he loves you also.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2023
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