Barbara C Rowe Author





It seems my days are of things

That only God can bring

Now blessed with the man of my dreams

Living the good life it seems


There is a longing for something more

A precious child for us to adore

All the little things, like saying prayers at night

A kiss and a hug make everything right


Watching them grow, stepping out on their own

Before you know it, they are grown

Praying for a guardian angel close by

To comfort them when they cry.


I know parents make many mistakes

Yet we try and do whatever it takes

O God!  If it is your will

Allow our dreams to become real


We promise to teach them all about You

To help them, no matter what they do

A miracle is what I am asking for now

I know it can happen…

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