Poems

I love these two poems. They came from my Above Rubies Magazine. Thank you Kate for telling me about this. It is a great magazine and I enjoy getting it. I hope you all can enjoy these poems as well.

My Baby

I look down at your tiny feet, tiny hands, and into your eyes. You are a precious gift from God, a ray of sunshine sent down to make me smile. You are so small right now, but it will be fun to watch you grow and learn each new thing. Then I will close my eyes and when I wake up and open them again I will realize how fast the time has gone by and wonder what happened to my tiny baby! Someday, when you're older you may be taller than me; I will look at you, grown-up across the room from me with love shining through the smile in my eyes and remember the tiny baby I held in my arms!

By: Ellen Wyman

My Precious Gift

You wake in the night I pull you close. My hand covers your whole back. You are tiny and warm. It is dark. You find my breast by the light of the moon and your sensitive mouth. The milk flow, filling your hungry belly. The house is quiet, except for your contended sucking noises. You fall asleep with a sigh. I touch your hair. I marvel at how you were fearfully and wonderfully made. Before God formed you in the womb He knew you. You are a precious Gift. My pillow is wet with tears. Each one praises Him I drift back to sleep. Nursing by the moonlight.

By: Kim Mills