What Gifts!
The warming smile of their faces
As they rise each morning
Secures my beliefs in love and
In the knowledge that God
Had given us children for the purpose
Of learning love from them
Their gentle way of saying,
“Good morning, Daddy”
Lights each day with a flame
Of hope, light, truth and love
Allowing the strength within me
To be defined as a loving provider
The wisdom of He
Who allows us the gifts of miracles
Is only surpassed by
His generosity and love
Bestowed upon us by children
And the hope that they represent
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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