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[aid] => Mick
[title] => The Day that God Let you Come Down
[time] => 2003-03-13 21:00:00
[hometext] => A poem for my son~ My feelings about not being there for his birth.
[bodytext] => THE DAY THAT GOD LET YOU COME DOWN
The day that God let you come down From heaven onto earthly ground Must have been a wondrous day But where I was, I can not say I wish I had a tale to share…… But sadly no… I wasn’t there I wasn’t there to hold you near I wasn’t there to dry your tears I wasn’t there to count your toes Or kiss you gently on the nose. Another heard your first sweet cry As she herself had tears to dry Her choice was made, her will was strong She hoped and prayed it wasn’t wrong. That choice brought you into my life To keep you safe from pains and strife The tears I cried were not of grief But from sweet joy beyond belief The first day I held you, I made a vow As strong that day, as it is now That since God himself sent you to me I’d be the best Mother I could be…. I’ll be there to calm your fears And wipe away the salty tears I’ll be there to hold your hand As we make footprints in the sand I’ll love you as only a Mother can And watch you grow, from boy to man. As long as I have breath to breathe These words, my son, you must believe NEVER more will I say THIS As others sit and reminisce About the WHOS the WHENS and WHERES... “I do not know, I wasn’t there” [comments] => 3 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 23 [informant] => FLTulip [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )
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