The most precious gift of all is the unconditional love of a child!
The following is based on a story in the news media I read
several years ago! The young girl in the story wasn't dying.
Most of this poem is based on our own grand-daughter who died
at the age of ten months from birth defects. If our grand daughter
had of lived, I'm sure she would have been like the little girl in
this story.
A Mother's Gift!
By L. Don Oliver
She was only seven years old,
Having nothing to her name;
Suffering from a terminal illness,
But, no one would she blame;
Her mother's birthday was nearing,
Alas, the times were very sad;
She placed into a box,
The only treasure that she had;
She placed a note upon the box,
Then she wrapped it with care;
She gave it to her mother,
Who was standing there;
Soon the angels came,
Just before that day;
Upon their gossamer wings,
They carried her away;
The mother unwrapped the gift,
After undoing the ribbon tie;
Reading her daughter's note,
She began to cry;
"Please do not open,
Until I'm in heaven above";
"For this box is filled,
With all of my love";
Thursday, April 23, 2009
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