Sweet little life inside of mine
I pray to God your light will shine
I pray your days be fill'd with grace
And that you'll look upon His face
I pray His love you'll magnify
As you lift up His name on high
And sing a song of endless praise
May He alone fill up your days
One of my best friends, my big sister, my cousin, and my new sister-in-law are all pregnant right now and it made me think about the serenity of motherhood. So I wrote this. :)
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Thank you Dear. :)
I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.
Your rhyme and rhythm is
Your rhyme and rhythm is perfect in this! It has a sweet, lullaby-like quality to it that I very much enjoyed. Lovely!
Thank you! That's what I was
Thank you! That's what I was aiming for. :)
I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.
Mmmm, very sweet! I'm sure
Mmmm, very sweet! I'm sure many mothers feel this poem touch them, but even without being a mother I could somehow feel close the poem. Very nice!
"Here's looking at you, Kid"
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Write On!
Thank you!
Thank you!
I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.
Awww
This is soooo sweet! And so true. No one thinks more about the spirituality of her child than a mother. Beautiful.
When I worship, I would rather my heart be without words than my words be without heart.