Poems & Writings

 

To My Grandchild

Oh, the miracle of you, in the womb,

Can’t wait to see your face,

I wonder what talents God gave to you,

And what gifts you will embrace,

To think of your little hands He made,

Will you hold them up in praise?

Of our God who knows every hair on your head,

And who has numbered all of your days.

Your little feet, where will they go

As you travel on this earth?

Can’t wait to count those little toes,

And see the miracle of your birth.

Your eyes God has given to you,

What wonders will they see?

This world has beauty to behold,

That reveals His majesty.

Your heart that beats inside the womb,

Is amazing as can be,

Will your heart show love for all mankind

And serve the ones you see?

Your whole life is ahead of you,

And this I know for sure,

God has a plan for your life,

And His love for you is pure.

Love, Grandma Fox

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To Live In the Grace of God

Forget each kindness that you do as soon as you have done it.

Forget the praise that falls to you the moment you have won it.

Forget the slander that you hear before you can repeat it.

Forget each slight, each spite, each sneer, whenever you may meet it.

Remember every promise made and keep it to the letter.

Remember those who lend you aid and be a grateful debtor.

Remember all the happiness that comes your way in living.

Forget each worry and distress, be hopeful and forgiving.

Remember good, remember truth, remember heaven is above you.

And you will find, through age and youth, that many will love you.

Author Unknown (submitted by Shelly Kirkland)

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