The Gift

A child is a special gift
So precious and so dear
Carried with love for nine months
And now the time is near.

The planning for this dear one
Cannot ever be compared
To anything more precious
Than the love a family shared.

The tiny kick of a little foot
The tumbling as it turns
Womb swelling oh so slightly
And the tummy slightly churns.

What blessed is the feelings
And this I know for sure
You'll have a precious baby girl
Or a beautiful baby boy.

And if you're really lucky

When all is said and done

You will be oh so very blessed

If you have more then one.

 

©Ginny Bryant

Ginny's Gift Of Love

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