This is a poem from a book I just finished called "Song for Sarah" by Paula D'Arcy. I read this poem several times and thought about it today. I feel like my brain is made of scrambled eggs these days. Sleep is not a luxury that I have too much of now a days, but I do have love... and that's enough.
I sang him a lullaby,
an unfinished lullaby,
a raspy, whispered lullaby
that made his blue eyes smile.
- Meredith Powers
2 comments:
yes a love fora baby from a Big God. What a gift he is. One more mouth to feed,yes, but one more sould to lead to the Master.
He is a doll. These sleepless nights will be over soon!!
that's so true Joy! I am nuts over this kid!
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