How I feel about my son...
It's time for a feeding
and my time of joy..
Alone we sit him cradled in my arm
His big eyes look into mine
he feels safe from all harm...
My heart is so full of love and gratitude to the most High
So overwelmed with this precious gift
makes my soul cry.
A little angel in my arms Oh let me tell you
this is such a powerful love
To think that an angel was sent to me from a place above..
Puts all matters once burdening so easy to bear
Life is so wonderful
and nothing can compare,
To my sons smile the way he laughs out loud
He is surely the sun
that came shining through once behind a gray
cloud.
As we sit in the morning and he is cuddled
with my embrace
It seems like a dream looking at my little angels
face...
Poetry by Donna Lee Marie Balderama
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Written on 2007-03-06 at 08:46
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A tremendous love
In the early morning I awake to the sound of a little baby boyIt's time for a feeding
and my time of joy..
Alone we sit him cradled in my arm
His big eyes look into mine
he feels safe from all harm...
My heart is so full of love and gratitude to the most High
So overwelmed with this precious gift
makes my soul cry.
A little angel in my arms Oh let me tell you
this is such a powerful love
To think that an angel was sent to me from a place above..
Puts all matters once burdening so easy to bear
Life is so wonderful
and nothing can compare,
To my sons smile the way he laughs out loud
He is surely the sun
that came shining through once behind a gray
cloud.
As we sit in the morning and he is cuddled
with my embrace
It seems like a dream looking at my little angels
face...
Poetry by Donna Lee Marie Balderama
Read 1199 times
Written on 2007-03-06 at 08:46
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