Poetry

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Mother always taught me ‘treat gifts with special care’
But the gifts that mean most of all I forget I have to share.
God gave me five daughters to nurture and to love
It’s so easy to forget that they’re gifts from above.

God please help me remember that they really are on loan
For me to love and cherish and I really mustn’t moan
That your plan for them may be not what I’ve in mind
And that I can’t control in life what they may find.

So thank you God for giving me five very special girls
Who will give my life some meaning in this often-wicked world
And help me not to worry should they seem to stray
Because I know that you will be with them day by day.


© Kathie Thomas, August 1986

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