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...WHEN I HEARD THE ANGELS SINGING… ♥♥ from Mother to Child ♥♥ The turns of time by which clocks chime have marked the passages of journeys, yours and mine, sweet child. . Oh, how I Loved you even at the beginning as you grew inside my womb. And then it was, for the very first time, I heard the Angels singing! Came the day of your birth, the pinnacle of mirth and elation; holding your tiny body to mine I witnessed God's Creation! Tears spilled from my eyes without compromise at the wonder and awe of your Being...and once again, with humble reverence, I heard the Angels singing! From then 'til now I have loved you no less than that day I was Blessed so long ago. Still, a greater truth be known. O'er the years of our journey's traveled, my Love for you has Grown; more than I ever thought possible from the bonds of our beginning, and when first I heard the Angels singing. The roads we've trekked, singly or together, have moved us both through all seasons of weather. From summers bright smiles to harsh winter miles, Love ever withstanding life's constant trials as the angels continued singing! Child of my body, child of my heart, I have Loved you always from Nature's start; and always will, unconditional in meaning; for you are God's gift, to my life and His blessing for the angels will never stop singing! Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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