When you weren't around I yearned
for holding your little hands, caressing your vibrant forehead and tickling
your tiny feet. I loved you when you were not even a teeny dot, in my dreams. I
thought of you when nothing material and earth-like surrounded your playful
soul. Such is the love God deposits in our hearts; such is He, love and love
throughout.
Touch me, and make me
know,
It’s not a dream, I
am in,
Your presence, your
whimper,
My world it is, my
world complete.
So sweet, so pure,
so heavenly to be
true,
in me, you were,
by God kept,
a pearl in a shell,
so secure!
With desperate words,
I had asked HIM for
thee,
how desolate sans you,
life would have been.
Today when I hold you,
kiss you,
no pleasure can
equate,
this moment, so
divine!
God!
Generous Thy art,
plenty!
A mother of me….
with LOVE,
Thou crafted!!
