You are my darling, <br />My gift from above. <br />You are my angel, <br />My message of love. <br />And I'll always be thankful <br />To God up on high, <br />That He has honored <br />One lowly as I <br />To care for a dear part <br />Of His great domain, <br />To love and to cherish, <br />And even to name. <br />And as I teach you <br />Your first little prayer <br />Said at a mommy's knee, <br />Then as I teach you <br />Your first little steps <br />Faltering though they be, <br />I know God didn't just say: <br />Let there be a child, <br />But He fashioned each precious part <br />With the greatest of care <br />And a tender smile, <br />Then placed in a mother's heart <br />All the love that went into <br />This most pleasant of tasks <br />Then rested, contented, at last.<br /><br />Adeline Foster<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-glenda/
