My precious daughter  / Melody Sanders (mama)

A heart full of warmth and love
Janea' has been given, with help from above,
To teach those who doubt and those who dare
to find the ability to reach out and care.

A precious darling daughter of mine
has given me that chance in a lifetime.

To see there is more to these wide open spaces
this world and it's many untouched and lost places
but this is not how God meant it to be
we should all explore, touch and smell the earth and sea.

It's something truly quite touching and amazing
A greater awareness of trees blowing and sheep grazing,
To enjoy the gift of the fresh bite of the wind,
to listen and hear, beyond the loveless din.

To hear the ducks quacking and the black cows mooing
is what we should appreciate instead of worrying about what we should be doing.

For what is more important than God's gift of life
Whether it be short, or in harmony or even in strife.

For it is up to us, to bring about peace
Throwaway the greed and bring bitterness and anger to a cease.

For I have been taught all these beautiful things
Instead of noisy traffic I hear the birds sing.
I see the color blue even in a clouded sky
which has encouraged and helped me to understand - why?

My precious daughter, Janea' is her name
It's thanks to her, my life will never be the same.

~~Melody Sanders

 

 

 

 

 

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A Poem for an Angel  / Melody Sanders (mama)

'll lend you for a while a child of mine," He said.
"For you to love the while she lives and mourn for when she's dead.
It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three,
But will you, till I call her back, take care of her for me?
she'll bring her charms to gladden you, and should her stay be brief,
You'll have her lovely memories as solace for your grief."

"I cannot promise she will stay; since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn.
I've looked the wide world over in My search for teachers true
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes I have chosen you.
Now will you give her all your love, not think the labor vain,
Nor hate Me when I come to call to take her back again?"

"I fancied that I heard them say, "Dear Lord, Thy will be done!
For all the joy Thy child shall bring, the risk of grief we run.
We'll shelter her with tenderness, we'll love her while we may,
And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay;
But should the angels call for her much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand!"

God Bless

 
 
 

 

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Tiny Angel For You  / Tammy Howell (Friend)
An Angel In Your Pocket

I am a tiny angel

I'm smaller than your thumb:

I live in people's pockets

That's where I have my fun.

I don't suppose you've seen me,

I'm too tiny to detect:

Though I'm with you all the time,

I doubt we've ever met.

Before I was an Angel...

I was a fairy in a flower:

God, Himself, hand-picked me,

And gave me Angel power.

Now God has many Angels

That He trains in Angel pools:

We become His eyes, and ears, and hands

We become His special tools.

And because God is so busy,

With way too much to do;

He said that my assignment is to

Keep close watch on you.

Then He tucked me in your Pocket,

Blessing you with Angel care;

Saying I must never leave you,

And I vowed to stay right there.

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