baby arms around my neck,


baby fingers in my hair


playing…


drooling.


all I want to do is watch her face, to see


the wonder and delight of God’s world in her eyes


chubby grin, dimples…


she’s so cute I want to eat her.


when she fusses


or throws her little fit


I roll my eyes and make things better, knowing


that she will have to change


because life will always have it’s issues.


I would do anything for her


my love for her could never die


I would give my life for her…


 

I think God must feel some of that about me.  “And that is a comforting thought.”





 


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