"I give my son to You today, For I just heard the doctor say, 'A little one will come your way.' Then soon the Father did employ A wiggly lad (incarnate joy) To bring to me a preacher boy." A mother writes about dedicating her own son to God, and the heartache and joy that comes with it. A poem that I do not own and did not write.
Rated: K - English - Spiritual/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 1 - Words: 794 - Published: 6/1 - Complete