I finally have the chance to hold you,
To give you love I've been given
And to mold you,
To sing you songs that calm your fears
That testify to love.
To give you songs from ancient years,
The promise from above.
Little boy, you won't know all
The gifts that you've been given,
But they'll be with you, by God's grace,
The providence of heaven.
And so now, peace. Peace.
6 comments:
Beautiful.
Your baby's grandma
Congratulations! Enjoy your new baby :) Very cute poem also!
Mr Picklesworth...what a sweet poem to your little cherub & the photo is just gorgeous, thank you for sharing such a special event in life with us. This was very beautiful to read. Congratulations to you & your wife ... enjoy the Daddy journey! Warm Wishes Katherine :)
Very nice picture and poem -- congrats again.
Enjoy the ride, my friend!
Children! It just opens your mind to the love of God. A new page
Thanks all. To be a father is... well, it's a lot more than I know just now. I feel blessed to have a wonderful wife to journey alongside and a good and gracious God to serve.
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