To My
Child
Three-hanky prose, author unknown.
Just for this morning, I am going to smile when
I see your face and laugh when I feel like
crying.
Just for this
morning, I will let you choose what you want to
wear, and smile and say how perfect it is.
Just for this
morning, I am going to step over the laundry,
and pick you up and take you to the park to
play.
Just for this
morning, I will leave the dishes in the sink,
and let you teach me how to put that puzzle of
yours together.
Just for this
afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and keep
the computer off, and sit with you in the
backyard and blow bubbles.
Just for this
afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny
grumble when you scream and whine for the ice
cream truck, and I will buy you one if he comes
by.
Just for this
afternoon, I wont worry about what you are
going to be when you grow up, or second guess
every decision I have made where you are
concerned.
Just for this
afternoon, I will let you help me bake cookies,
and I wont stand over you trying to fix them.
Just for this
afternoon, I will take us to McDonalds and buy
us both a Happy Meal so you can have both toys.
Just for this
evening, I will hold you in my arms and tell you
story about how you were born and how much I
love you.
Just for this
evening, I will let you splash in the tub and
not get angry.
Just for this
evening, I will let you stay up late while we
sit on the porch and count all the stars.
Just for this
evening, I will snuggle beside you for hours,
and miss my favorite TV shows.
Just for this evening when I run my finger
through your hair as you pray, I will simply be
grateful that God has given me the greatest gift
ever given.
I will think about the mothers and fathers who
are searching for their missing children, the
mothers and fathers who are visiting their
childrens graves instead of their bedrooms, and
mothers and fathers who are in hospital rooms
watching their children suffer senselessly, and
screaming inside that they cant handle it
anymore.
And when I kiss
you good night I will hold you a little tighter,
a little longer. It is then, that I will thank
God for you, and ask him for nothing, except one
more day.
Submitted by Gwen Anderson,
NC |