My unborn child

I can’t wait to hear the pitter-patter
And titter-tatter
Of little feet upon the floor,
What the sex will be it doesn’t matter.
Whether a boy or girl,
It’s going to fulfill my world.

To just wake up every morning
And know that they’re there
He depends on me
And I know she needs me there.

I just hope God grants me wisdom
To be all I need to be
To be able to provide
All it is they need from me.

No matter what may happen
Where or how the future leads
As long as I have them
They will always have me…

Friday, August 17, 2007